Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
No. Your calendar is correct. It’s not Fathers Day. It is, however, my birthday. My lovely wife has filled me with Pakistani food and a glass of cold Aslin lager. What else can anyone ask for on their birthday? She is a saint. I’m going …
This was the picture that locked in my interest in photography. I think I was in Junior High School at the time and had just started using my grandfathers old camera, a manual Mamiya-Sekor SLR, with threaded manual lenses and a roll of Tri-X black …
In 1981, when I was in high school, my graphic arts teacher took us on a photography field trip. We travelled up the mountain (Chestnut Ridge) to visit a reenactment encampment of “mountain men”. It was an interesting afternoon for photography, as there were plenty …
A sunny day at Frick Park in Pittsburgh, PA in the early 2000’s. The bubble man was there and provided free entertainment for my (then) little girls. Looking back at these photographs reminds me how the simplest days can become the most memorable. You just …
As some of you may know by now, I have been going through the thousands of pictures I have taken over my lifetime. This picture popped up during my journey. I met Lowell Newman when I was a junior in high school. My mother told …
Every now and then in life, you kind of stumble into things. I took this photo in 1983 at my alma mater, Indiana Univ. of Pa. IUP was playing Hillsdale College that day. My roommate at the time was also the sports editor for The …
