A journey throug time and space

Today I visited an old photographer in the St. Francis Street. He owns his photoshop since 1949 and his father had a shop even before. The small room is stuffed with beautiful prints of Jerusalem in the 1920s-1950s. I hoped to get some information about the Dom prior to the six-day-war. Like: Did they really live in tents in the Old City? How many were there? How were they treated? Do you still know any of them? Who moved to Jordan? Who stayed?
But, unfortunately, apart from there presece next to lions gate he didn't know anything about them. He showed me pictures of Gypsy dancing which I have ssen in the Center before, he told me about how until the 1950s it was common for the population of Jerusalem to transport their belongings on camels. I saw photographs of Damaskus gate that are just half a century old but look like from another world.
It gave me an impression of how quick the world must have changed for the Dom. In just two generations the neccessary abilities and education changed completely. There was no opportunity to learn from your parents and the parents couldn't possibly understand their children. Perhaps even with those changes and new developements it's much more neccessary to stick together, to keep the community that was once built without effort and to take family relationships as the most preccious good since there is no or only little "common culture" among the different generations anymore.

Photos will be shown as soon as I figure out how to put them from the camera on the card...