Aside from Sandy’s devastating results, all concerned eyes are on Ohio for next week…. the Buckeye State…. Our nation’s future.
Please allow me to beat this one to death.
Yes. President Harding’s last photos in my grandmother’s album.
OMG. Leave it alone!
I found a copy of the actual event flyer from July 1923.
Now we can see an overview. See what the Bell Street Pier looked like when President Harding rode in his motorcade.
You can make out train tracks. Look at the far left – you can see the window locations on the building and…a pole. You can also see blackness under what appears to be a short bridge and a railing that abruptly ends. Important stuff.
Upon studying “Grandma’s” photos further and in comparison to the “press” photo (below), I feel BOTH were taken within seconds of each other – but from opposite side of the motorcade. Please note my scribbles:
And note the following obervations:
- Pole – also painted white at the bottom;
- The prominent roof of a car (circled) parked along the pier and next to the pole;
- The group of four men marked with the proverbial “X marks the spot(s)”;
- The wooden railing in both of Grandma Kono’s photos; and,
- The US Marine Corps on one side of the motorcade, the US Navy on the other.
Amazing. These are two rare images taken from different sides of President Harding and within seconds of each other.
With the flyer image, we now know train tracks ran along the pier. Trains are also visible in the press photo. There are MEN atop the rail cars.
Due to the angle, it is believed the photos in Grandma Kono’s album were taken from atop the rail cars. Off to the left just outside the field of view in the picture (just like the grassy knoll in the famous Zapruder film of JFK’s assassination).
Ergo, I cannot fathom Grandma Kono climbing atop a rail car…let alone in a dress as was customary at that time for ladies.
Or would she? Nah.
So…I don’t believe she herself took the pictures.
Perhaps it was Grandpa Hisakichi!
It was hard not to get caught up on the surprising photos Grandma Kono took of President Harding.
July 27, 1923.
Six days before the sudden death of President Harding.
I just couldn’t deny my natural tendency to research…with no goal to speak of.
And while I have hundreds of other vintage family photographs taken of up to a century ago to scan and retouch, I just had retouch President Harding’s pictures. To bring back the excitement of that warm day in Seattle.
I was a bad boy.
And this story is unexciting unless you are into the past…and into a family’s past as well.
It was most fortunate Flickr friend, US Navy veteran and author M. Shawn Hennessy (author of “Freedom’s Fortress“) offered assistance without any prompting. What a guy…especially since he is on the mend after a bad spill on his bike. He is sure to make a lot of friends with the TSA getting through airport security now.
After some researching on his own, Shawn classified the battleship in Grandma Kono’s photo album as one from the Pennsylvania class.
After Shawn’s assist made it easy, she was identified as BB-38 – the USS Pennsylvania. Interestingly, another battleship, the USS Idaho, was part of President Harding’s naval review – not the USS Pennsylvania. It appears that President Harding boarded the USS Pennsylvania in Puget Sound for dinner although she was a frequent visitor to that area.
Grandma Kono’s picture as retouched:
A couple of vintage naval photographs of the USS Pennsylvania on the internet for comparison:
(Note: After FDR signed the Executive Order to imprison Japanese citizens on the west coast after Pearl Harbor, the FBI went into many private homes in search of “spy material” which definitely would have included any happenstance photo of the military. It would be interesting to contemplate of what may have happened if my grandparents had remained in Seattle and the FBI came across these photographs in their home after Pearl Harbor.)
Her other picture of the USS Pennsylvania as retouched. The shuttle does not have a civilian standing at aft as I previously noted. We now see that he is a naval officer with his cocked hat and shoulder paulettes.
The photos in Grandma Kono’s album of President Harding’s motorcade were taken from a distance – not streetside. That would become an interesting point.
The retouched photos in Grandma’s album; in the first image, the limousine is between the US Marine Corps recruiting truck and a car’s rooftop. Shawn identified the ship at dockside as the destroyer USS Hendersen:
The closest view of the President in Grandma Kono’s album as retouched.
In scanning the internet, Shawn and I came across a few “press-type” professional photographs of the event; they were mostly taken from streetside. Up close and personal. The best image showing the details of President Harding’s limousine – down to the carpet of flowers on the hood – and the First Lady’s hat found by Shawn on the internet:
If you enlarge the images and scan the bystanders, I did not see one individual with a camera to his or her face. Many of the males were doffing their hat with one hand which further decreases the number of individuals capable of taking a photo.
As for the cameras of that time, they would have been of the collapsible bellows type or an early Brownie – which would have been literally a box with a small hole for the lens. Both required two hands to operate properly. In the family photos while camping somewhere near Seattle, I noticed a bellows-type camera. Also important to note that is it was unlikely her camera would have been a Speed Graphic (4×5 film requires a dark slide thereby too much time) or a TLR (square negative with a reverse image in viewfinder). It would be more likely she used 620 or 127 film in my opinion.
I also did not notice obvious non-whites in the crowds.
The significance of seeing only Caucasian bystanders? Perhaps minorities may have decided to not be in the way…or there was no interest…or had to work as it was a Monday. That leads me to the question of whether or not my grandmother was there to snap the pictures. If not, from whom would she have received copies of these pictures?
My conclusively unsupportable conclusions? That’s a sentence for sure.
No matter how you look at Grandma Kono’s pictures, they appear to be rare, personally taken photos outside of “authorized” photographs – military, government or newspaper. They also show the “ambience” of the event being taken from a distance.
I also believe Grandfather Hisakichi would have been unlikely to have snapped the photos if he were there. He was known to be strict and would have honored customs – like doffing his hat. That would remove him from have taken the pictures of the motorcade as it required two hands to operate a camera of that era. That leaves Grandma Kono – IF she was there.
Lastly, I believe the film used was either 620 or 127 (or similar) and not large format. It is further supported by the print size (roughtly 2-1/2 x 3-1/2). That would tend to support the belief that the photo was taken by an ordinary bystander and not a professional photographer. It was also not taken by a Speed Graphic.
Hmmm… After all this research, should I have been doing something else after all?
All I know for sure was that the photos of President Harding were taken on July 27, 1923 at the Bell Street Pier in Seattle.
That he was already ill.
That our 29th President would be dead six days later.
That I couldn’t spot any civilians snapping a picture.
And a desire to believe my Grandma Kono took these rare pictures of President Harding.
She expresses her thoughts so well on a very current topic. I enjoyed reading it. Hope you do, too.
The last few privately taken photos of an American president before his death were in an old Japanese lady’s photo album.
These four photos had intrigued me. They had caught my eye earlier but there were other precious photographs to scan and retouch.
But the curiosity killed this old sourpuss.
I had to scan them… and there were fantastic discoveries.
President Harding, our 29th president, arrived in Seattle on July 27, 1923. He was on a 40-day tour of the Western United States.
He would pass away just six days later.
After collaborating with a flickr buddy and author, Shawn Hennessey, we came to the conclusion that this indeed was President Harding’s motorcade at the Port of Seattle. Of course, we will never know for sure who took these photos but they are of the same size and finish of many of Grandmother Kono’s other photos of that time period. Still, they are remarkably an incredible capture historically.
They are unretouched. I thought they look better as-is.
You can clearly make out the Port of Seattle signage with the beginning of “Bell Street Pier” on the building. Note the US Marine and US Navy color guards. It is likely President Harding’s destroyer that is docked at pier’s end. The blanket of flowers can be seen on the hood of the President’s limousine, too.
The President can be seen closer below. Of note is the agent standing on the limousine’s running board – or more specifically, his clothing. Compare his clothing to other images you can find on the web. You will see gentlemen doffing their hats to the President as he passes by.
Just a glimpse into American history – from a Hiroshima photo album.
I hope you all won’t mind if I feel Grandmother Kono took these pictures in 1923.
I am really sick and doubly-sick about the presidential elections. People we elect should be trying to fix OUR country’s problems instead of going to actors’ homes to raise funds. With those funds, they might buy TV time to state mistruths of ANYTHING to better your view of them. The media takes ANY little miscue and blows things out of proportion to increase their OWN revenues. Where is Walter?
Yes. I am sick of this idiocy. I am happy old man Jack is not here to see what he fought for has turned into this farce.
OK… Off the soapbox
This American is voting via absentee ballot from his hospice. He is 93 years old, a WWII veteran and terminally ill.
Please click on the photo to read about his history and his gallant story.
My youngest one… but the biggest firecracker.
The biggest handful of all four of ’em… Well, probably she’s tied with my oldest son.
Lil’ Miss “I Won’t Go to Bed”.
“Oops. I farted.”
“Papa, I wanna do it! I wanna do it!”
As I look at photos of my two grandmothers of a century ago, I wonder if they were like her…
A patriot. An American… It tugs at your heart.