Dubin At Work
A HALF-CENTRY AGO Harry Dubin bought his son a camera, and together they made a remarkable series of photographs of a city full of blue-collar workers—all of them Dubin
December 1996 | Volume 47, Issue 8
Eventually Ron shot nearly thirty poses. They were developed as slides and shown to friends. When Ron went to college, he put the slides away in a tin box, where they stayed for more than forty years. A few years ago he came upon them accidentally and had them reprocessed and placed in an album as a Christmas present for his father. Last year the Museum of the City of New York heard about them and added them to its permanent collection.
“They were just something that was fun for us to do. I never thought they would have any historical value,” says Harry Dubin. He still has the acting bug, and over the years he and Ron have talked about a series of pictures based on the children’s rhyme “Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief.”
“We might do it yet,” he says.



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