I had the pleasure of meeting both Mr. and Mrs. Dole during Sen Elizabeth Dole campaign in North Carolina in 2008. Both very approachable, warm and charming.
Sad to see another member of what I would call the old guard that knew how to work with everyone and still get the job done.
HI All, with no explanation needed, it’s been a long year.
It began great with a trip to Cuba in January via Global Volunteers.
That was the tip of the iceberg that is still working it’s way around the world.
While visiting Hemmingway’s house I became enveloped in a group of tourist from… China. A day or so later the virus announcement happened and we wondered about getting back to the States. Last day in Cuba and we had a new housemate from… Italy. Cuban airport packed, Miami International packed. First of February and still very clueless, and… lucky!
March came the great flood. 1500 sqft under 2 ft of water in the lower basement turned production area. And it was ‘black’ water. The new house is the first on the sewer line :-] Turns out the replacement powerline pole ended up in the sewer chamber in the corner of the yard. Sewer chamber filled with dirt washed from around the pole. The basement was convenient so it filled. Lost 3/4 of a decade of BW images from the 70’s and about 10k color images. Yep, up off the floor on racks out of the way. Water was so high and forceful that it took the containers – heavy containers – off the racks and turned them over. :-[ By the time I got the water pumped out and had a chance to start looking around it was too late to save. Everything had be so violently pushed around it was hard to what was where, plus everything was covered in crap water, literally.
Now back to that virus thing. A crew showed up to help cleanup, which was great. Could not have done it myself. Had 10ish people at anyone moment in the basement with and without masks for a couple of days. Then 2 weeks of repair and replace people in and out. Might have dodged a virus bullet there.
Spent the rest of the year seeing a few friends and keeping to the house, plus reworking that flood thing. Had to start from scratch, again. Very depressing every time I looked at the containers with the lost images.
It’s been a long year for everyone, much longer for some. To those that have lost a loved one a heartfelt hug.
So we come to the end… of this endless year. Time to brighten up, think positive, make new plans, get shot and hopefully move on. To that end a little something to cheery to look at. Within minutes of the house a little light at the end of the tunnel.
Enjoy the Holiday’s and look forward to a new New Year.
As I watch the Sen. McCain memorial service at the National Cathedral I remember the many trips to that revered site in within Washington DC. Such a fitting site for remembrance and hopefully renewed unification for the nation. A place of gathering for ALL people from anywhere to take a moment to reflect upon who we are and what kind of Nation we want to be.
The many nuances of the past week and today, hopefully, will not go unnoticed and provide a solid groundwork, nay groundswell of unity as we go forth into the future.
A lone voice in the wild west of politics has passed. The hope is his voice will always be heard and his courage passed on for the future of the Nation.
I never had a chance to meet Sen. McCain, rather, I viewed the circus of campaigning and the crowds he commanded and the timbre of his voice.
From our family of veterans and my Brother currently serving in the Navy to the Navy veteran and his family – Thank you for your Service.
The 4th has always been a great time for me. I remember sitting on the banks of the Detroit River (late 50’s OMG) watching the fireworks on the river celebrating both Canada Day and our Independence Day. And, over the years I’ve had the experience to have photographed 4th events from all over the US. It’s a time that brings us all together. And when I say all, I mean all from all over the world.
The country we were, and I hope we will be again contained people that opened their doors to you and came from around the globe. I’ve photographed projects that have taken me around the US pre and post 9-11 and wondered what people would be like post. They were the same. Open and honest, giving and forthright. It seems to be the same bell curve with a couple of extremes left and right, but most of us are right in the middle.
So, take a moment to reflect as to where we came from in the past, why we came here and where do we want to be in the future.
I’m hoping that the next time I get to roam around the US I find us to be the same open heartfelt American that I’ve seen in the past.
Naturalization Ceremony 2008 Gines Ramon Pedraza, E6, New River, Cuba Dion Leo Pierre, E6, Ft Bragg, Tinidad & Tabago
Naturalization Ceremony 2008
Fireworks over on the East River, images taken from Jersey side, Weehawken Township, JF Kennedy Blvd overlooking the Hudson
Lewis Center Business Association 2014 4th beach bash and fireworks
Lewis Center Business Association 2014 4th beach bash and fireworks
Lewis Center Business Association 2014 4th beach bash and fireworks
Washington, DC fireworks 2007 from the Netherlands Carillon see http:\www.nps.govarchivegwmpcarillon.htm From this vantage point you can see the Lincoln Memorial, Washington Monument and the Capital.
28 Aug 1963 Martin Luther King, Jr give his “I have a Dream” speech at the Lincoln Memorial, Washington D.C.
To this day his words ring true and hopefully a Nation united at some point. I think he would not like what he sees today around America.
After having experienced the March for Our Lives event in Washington, D.C. I find these words so poignant to what the students of our nation are trying to do. Maybe it will be the students that bring MLK’s words to fruition.
We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.
We cannot turn back.
To David Hogg – Emma González and all the other students having their voice heard, continue to march forward, don’t turn back.
One of the great things about digital photography is the ability to make a panoramic image on the spot if, if, you can see in your head how it will stitch together and will tell a better story than just one image.
Last weekend, March 24, I had the chance to photograph history when in Washington, DC the March for Our Lives event was held. The crowds were epic and at one point it was impossible to move! I was trying to get to the corner of 7th NW and Pennsylvania Ave NW and the closest I could get to Pennsylvania Ave NW was about 100 ft out. It was, however, an great opportunity for a panoramic to show the crush of people attending the event.
On the technical side… Nikon D800, Nikon 24mm f1.4 and Microsoft Research Image Composite Editor, you can get it here.
Looking East on Constitution Ave NW – Federal Trade Commission left and National Gallery of Art right. 3 image stitch.
On 7th St NW looking North toward Pennsylvania Ave NW. 4 image stitch.
The wall at the Federal Trade Commission near 6th St NW. 3 image stitch.
On 6th St NW looking at the Federal Trade Commission with Constitution Ave NW left and Pennsylvania Ave NW on the right. 3 image stitch.
I had a chance to experience a moment in US history today. I journeyed into Washington DC to the ‘March for Live’ event. There were people from all age groups from baby’s to plus 80, all nice, cordial and helpful. And I mean everyone. I wanted up on one of the barricades that was a no-no, but the person in charge stated ‘just wait till I turn my back’. As I started to climb up one of the other officers tried to stop me and the lady supervisor came over and stopped him. Absolutely great people everywhere. Besides the great speakers another draw was the mounted police. There were 3 of them and they drew a crowd whenever they stopped. Took the time to talk to people, shake kids hands and presented a wonderful image. It was funny watching people trying to take a selfie with a horse. At one point I made a 360 video of the crowd on Pennsylvania Ave. As I rotated the cell phone around I kept hearing a voice urging the crowd on with thought getting them – the crowd – to repeat the phrase, urging them to up their voice. Later on I found out it was MLK’s granddaughter Yolanda Renee King… this 9 yr old powerful message resonated through out the assembled people. In the end I clocked about 6.5 miles of interesting and wonderful people. A terrific experience. I hope the students keep this going…