Pressing On

It’s funny how we get older and return to our childhood. The older I get the more I reach down into my upbringing for it to tell me who I am. 

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México: A Pictorial Testimony

It’s been a long time coming since I could get out the country again, in any official capacity.  For what I consider my life’s work, it meant a lot for me to be able to do so.  But it certainly took waiting, and patience, and obedience, discipline and persistence.  What do I mean?  Well, put […]

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