Every time my husband and I stop in at the Denny’s Diner in Breezewood, PA, there’s a moment when I’m whisked back in time to the neighborhood diner of the ’50s. And yes, I do remember the ’50s … you know, vaguely. Very vaguely. It was a time of bee-bop music, swinging pony tails, black and white oxford shoes (hated those things … couldn’t keep the whites white), poodle skirts, and hanging out at the local diner, curled up in the booth, sipping on a chocolate milk-shake and listening to Elvis crooning away on the juke box.
Well, no not really. Actually, I never did any of that. Well, yeah, okay. Maybe I did swing my pony tail once or twice. And I really did hate those uncomfortable shoes. However. For some of us of a certain age, I think it’s in our genetic memory to have done all those things … by osmosis or something, right? I’m probably getting my sciences mixed up, but you get my drift.
Point is, this particular diner has been the subject of a couple of images scattered through my portfolio … and here’s another one. Hope it brings back a fond memory or two (real or imaginary) and hope you enjoy.
Lots of fun with this, first snapped in January of 2012 with the Nikon D300. Not sure which lens, probably the Nikkor 18-200mm as I love its flexibility. Piles of fun in Photoshop and Corel Painter 2015, falling in love with a great brush by John Lowther for the counter stools.
A rather sad update … as of this writing, 4/2/19, the diner, though still there physically, is closed and has been so for about 2 years. I hope it comes back some day … bee bop music on the juke box and all!!
As always, a click on the image takes you to my website with purchase options … just in case. And also as always, would love to hear your thoughts … about the 50s … or diners … or … ??