I have been called to task by several of you followers for posting things under my “Melancholy Monday” tag that were not really melancholy. I believe, however, that this one will fit the description quite well.We are in the final throes of selling our house in Omaha and relocating to two different destinations. (This is, by the way, the main reason why my recent posts—and my acknowledgements of yours—have been so sporadic.) We have lived here for almost 20 years—the longest we’ve ever stayed in one place—and the downsizing is formidable. One of the major hurdles—and one I’ve been dreading for many years—is what to do with my beloved accumulation of traditional photography equipment.I remember clearly the day in 2000 when I bought my first digital camera. Before that, I had been a dedicated devotee to film photography, with three 35mm cameras and two medium-format twin-lens reflex cameras that came with me, pretty much in all of my travels. I bought my film in bulk rolls, loaded it into cassettes and carried 36, developed them myself, and had a full black-and-white darkroom. When I began to embrace the digital world, I can’t really say that I never looked back, but I never used film again.I dismantled my darkroom, needing the space it occupied for other projects, but kept it all safely stored, maintain a hope that one of my daughters might take an interest some day, adopt the equipment, and carry on the tradition. But it was not to be. Both of them (and our three grandchildren) now live in New Zealand. We have recently bought a house near them, and will be moving the majority of our stuff there later this year, and will split our time between there and our cabin in the woods in northern Minnesota, avoiding the worst of the winter weather in both places.But I digress. Back to the photo equipment, I tried for quite some time to find good homes for it, first at the local high school and then at the University of Nebraska, but both had stopped teaching conventional photography skills. A clever and knowledgeable person at the latter, however, referred me to the Metro Community College, and when I talked with their fine arts director, I was delighted to hear that 30% of their teaching still encompasses conventional photography. He was very happy to accept my donations of my Beseler 23-CII enlarger, Nikon lenses, and lots of other darkroom necessities, as well as four film cameras, a Super-8 video camera, a digital hard-drive camcorder, and several older-model digital cameras. He assured me that MCC will provide me with documentation for all of this that I can use to apply to my 2017 taxes. But for me, the best part of all of this is the knowledge that all (or at least most) of the stuff that I’ve donated will be used by young folks who are still interested in carrying on the conventional photographic tradition. And so, as I bid a most-fond farewell to this integral phase of my life, here are a few of my favorite old-time images, which I’ve converted to a digital format by scanning either the negatives or the prints. So many ways to celebrate this amazing world around us!