My great-grandfather, Simeon Leland, was an economist and an amateur photographer. He made some kind of official trip to Latin America in 1950, and he and I have been to some of the same places, and so you can compare rather directly how things have changes over fifty-odd years. Here’s Chile’s major port, Valparaíso, where we had almost the exact vantage.
In 1950 it was already a busy port:
And here it is in 2006. The hills are much more closely packed.
Fifty-six years later, and curiously, that is how old I am now! Will the connections become any more meaningful? >Love, Dad >P.S. we did do a great job on the floor and I enjoyed myself thoroughly.