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At last year’s Home Movie Day, a woman arrived with a box of 8 mm films that she had never seen. As images of a young girl and boy playing at the beach filled the screen, a startled gasp was heard. “That’s my brother!” the woman cried out. The movies continued, taken by her long-gone father, featuring the woman and many of her likewise long-gone relatives, and the woman kept calling out to the screen in wonder at kin not seen for so many years. Even though the flickering shadows were utter strangers to everyone else in the room, watching them cavort was quite moving. This is the power and the point of Home Movie Day, the national event organized to promote the preservation and appreciation of film and amateur filmmaking. The images pictured here are from 16 mm movies that my gadget-freak uncle took of my mother and her pals growing up in New Jersey. One section includes a “magical” visit from Santa Claus. Even these primitive special effects kept Mom convinced for several more years that Saint Nick was the real deal and all things were possible. Now in his 90s, Uncle Gene is himself disappearing in time, but thanks to film he’ll always be with us. Bring your memories and share the magic with strangers. The program starts at 7 p.m. Saturday, Aug. 13, at the Warehouse Theater, 1021 7th St. NW. Free. (202) 783-3933. (Dave Nuttycombe)