Charles A.Fries Sr locksmith and photographer

i stand corrected: My husband read this Blog entry and it appears there were two separate events regarding breaking open locks. Apparently the very old, heavy safe was in the sacristry behind the altar and Bob was the one who accompanied my Dad on this assignment. i brought my Dad to the rectory on another occasion and i followed closely behind him as he ascended the steep rectory stairs to the second floor. He had his toolbox with him and it was heavy withe the tools of his trades ( there were many types of jobs he was good at) i honestly don't remember if he let me carry it but probably he insisted he could carry it despite being in his golden years. It might have been a file cabinet or a personal safe he had been summoned unlock on that occasion but as usual he succeeded. My Dad didn't like any job to defeat him, any puzzle to go unsolved. My original post starts here: So anyone out there in Facebook Land know anything about this “Recording Wire”? I found it in a container with 8mm film and old VHS tapes. I remember my father using a rather large, old fashioned looking tape recorder machine when I was a kid. He had access to a lot of equipment when he worked for Queens College in Flushing NY ( he started there in 1940 and was with them for 40 years) and pretty much had complete access to anything connected with cameras and equipment and technological stuff. Among other many other talents, he was an excellent locksmith and had access to every room at the college. At one point after a bit of an uprising on campus he was assigned to change every lock in the entire campus. Later in life, as a rather old man, Father David Noone, the Pastor at Christ Our Light Church in Loudonville NY, asked my Dad to open the church safe via the combination lock since no one knew the code. I remember following behind my father - unsteady with age - on the steep stairs of the rectory on Exchange Street to get to the heavy, old safe that was located on the second floor. My father was able to listen to the combination lock clicks and could open the safe without breaking the lock. Afterwards he told my husband Bob, if he hadn’t gone the honest route, he would have made a great second story man. He learned his locksmithing skills as a kid when he hung around and helped his Uncle John at his shop in Williamsburg, Brooklyn ( the old German Town )