We at HistoryColored have decided to curate 50 interesting, rare and iconic photos from history. There are many reasons why a photograph may be featured on this list. Some of the reasons include: it was the first time something was ever captured on camera, it shows a famous figure from history, the image depicts an important historical event, it is a “rare” photo that does not get shared as much as it should, or it is an “iconic” historical photo. It may not fall under any of these categories but can still be featured in this list for a different reason.
These photographs are in no particular order. They have been curated and added to the list over a long period of time, so no decision was taken on how they should be ordered. Be sure to take the time to check out every historical photograph featured on this list!
As well as this list, be sure to check out the other photos featured on HistoryColored!
1. The First Photograph Ever Taken, 1826 or 1827
2. General William Tecumseh Sherman, circa 1865
3. Dali Atomicus, 1948
4. The Solvay Conference on Quantum Mechanics, 1927
5. King George V & Tsar Nicholas II Together, 1913
6. The Manhattan Bridge Under Construction, 1909
7. Soviet Prisoner of War, 1940
8. Dr. Wernher von Braun with 5 F-1 Engines
Man Offered to Help Me with My Baby on a Plane — I Was Relieved Until I Saw…
The journey from Atlanta to San Francisco started with the usual chaos of traveling with a 14-month-old. My baby was fussy and crying, clearly uncomfortable in the confined airplane cabin. I felt the judgmental stares of other passengers, silently criticizing my inability to soothe her. Anxiety churned in my stomach as I tried everything to calm her, but nothing seemed to work.
About an hour into the flight, a kind-looking man sitting across the aisle caught my attention. With a warm smile, he offered to help, saying, “Would you like me to hold your baby for a while? I have a daughter around the same age, and I know how tough it can be. Let me take her for a bit; I think I can calm her down.”
Exhausted and desperate for a moment of peace, I hesitated only briefly before accepting his offer. He seemed genuine, and I was at my wit’s end. As he took my baby in his arms, she stopped crying and even started to smile, much to my relief.
Feeling relieved, I turned to retrieve my laptop and some snacks from my backpack, taking advantage of the calm. But when I turned back, my heart sank. My blood froze as I saw the man whispering something into my baby’s ear, his expression changing from kind to something far more sinister.
Panic surged through me. Was he trying to harm her? Was he planning to kidnap her?
My protective instincts kicked in, and I forced myself to stay calm. I couldn’t let fear paralyze me. I stood up and walked quickly but steadily towards him. “Excuse me,” I said, my voice shaking, “I think I need to take her back now.”
The man looked up, startled, but then smiled warmly again. “Of course,” he said, handing my baby back to me without any resistance. I held her close, feeling her little heart beating rapidly against mine.
As I sat back down, I watched the man out of the corner of my eye. He seemed to sense my suspicion and kept his distance for the remainder of the flight. I tried to focus on my baby, but my mind kept replaying the moment.
When we finally landed, I quickly reported the incident to airport security. They took my statement seriously and assured me they would investigate.
A few days later, airport security contacted me. They had reviewed the footage and spoken to the man. It turned out he was a well-known child psychologist who often calmed children on flights. His intentions had been entirely benign.
Feeling relieved and slightly embarrassed, I thanked them. The experience was a stark reminder of the importance of vigilance and a parent’s protective instincts.
This flight became a story I shared with friends and family, not just as a cautionary tale, but as a testament to the powerful bond between a parent and child. Despite the initial fear, it had a happy ending. I learned to trust my instincts and to be open to the kindness of strangers. In the days that followed, I became more appreciative of the small moments of peace and joy with my baby, grateful for the kindness that still exists in the world.
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