My father was my best photographer. When he was behind the lens, I was always relaxed with my deepest, truest, best self coming through to the Fuji paper. He had the eye, the talent and the love.
I am the keeper of visual memory in my family now and have yet to find someone else who can capture me in the way Dad did. So here is my attempt to reach through the lens and grasp a moment in time.
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