“Well, Mrs. McGillicuddy, you’ve certainly brought in an interesting item with you to the Roadshow. Why don’t you tell us a little about it?”

“I don’t know all that much about it, really. We found this in a box of things my late husband had stored in the attic, along with his collection of beer coasters, the socks he wore at our wedding, and the dresses he use to wear when performing in the local drag show. He was quite the performer you know.”

“I’m sure he was. So, how much do you know about photography?”

“Photography? You mean the thing you do with a digital camera? I have one of those, of course.”

“Sure, you can do photography with digital cameras. But long ago, people interested in photography would use actual film to take photos, but digital media.”

“Film? Really?”

“Yes, ma’am. It was a very popular medium in its day. Cameras use to have to be loaded with the stuff and, through a combination of science and witchcraft, images captured by those cameras would capture images and sometimes pieces of people’s very souls on to the film for later development as photographs.”

“Witchcraft? But, Henry went to church every Sunday.”

“Well, I’m sure he had his reasons. So, what you have here is a VuPoint Film & Slide Digital Converter. This device was typically used to convert 35mm slides and negatives to digital files of up to 5 mega pixels in quality. These were used a lot in those dark times before the Great Digital Revolution, especially with their automatic color balance and ability to convert both color and monochrome images. These devices didn’t require a lot of power, either. All you need is a USB 2.0 port in your computer.”

“Just like the one I have at home?”

“Well, unfortunately, these only work with Windows XP. While a fine operating system, it may be a little dated.”

“That’s what I thought! That’s why I wanted to bring this with me today! Please, tell me what it’s worth! Henry left me so many debts due to his gambling and our son has been on a respirator since the accident. We could really use the money.”

“Um, well, Mrs. McGillicuddy. How do you feel about 100 Grand? The candy bar, I mean. You be able to buy a handful of those, at least.”

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