I know the T. Wolfe rule , you can’t go home again. And so, tried to snap this house one last time. Home of my step-dad. North bank of the James River, under a dense arboreal canopy, within earshot of the trains. It’s been a place of stability, comfort, beauty, work, love. He raised a family here early on. More recently, the past decade, this the home for an older married couple.
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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Lovely image. Sorry, Bill– I know y’all are missing Howard. Best to all.
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