I stumbled off the track to success in 1968, started chasing shadows that summer. Since then, In addition to farm-laborer and newspaper photographer my occupational incarnations include dishwasher, janitor, retail photo clerk, plumber, HVAC repairman, auto mechanic, CAT scan technologist, computer worker and politico (whatever it takes to buy a camera.) I am on the road to understanding black and white photography.
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How sad. I remember when Rita when she was first adopted. She was a mess, but with love, persistence and sisterhood, she became a fine and bold little dog. She will be missed.
How sad. I remember when Rita when she was first adopted. She was a mess, but with love, persistence and sisterhood, she became a fine and bold little dog. She will be missed.