I loved the Museum of Natural History in New York as a child in the 1960s, when my parents took me there. There was a cavernous room that had rocks and minerals. Mom loved geology and I was fascinated by the sprouts of yellow sulphur crystals and green and blue copper blooms. I really wanted to find some of them myself and start my own collection. I could get a wooden case, just like the ones they had lined up, with type-written labels identifying the minerals.
The dinosaurs also caught my eye, as it almost certainly captures the imagination of every child. In the early 1990s I visited the museum as a resident of the city. The dinosaur exhibit hadn’t changed much. There was the same old trachodont, now 72,000,030 years old. At last I could preserve some of my childhood memories on film.
Below is a pen and ink rendition of my photograph from back then.