Tonight Mike went to the races with his brother so I went down to the bay. I sat on a bench and watched the sun set and thought of Jim who disappeared beyond the horizon. Odd that this can be comporting looking out into the water and then at different times it can be so painful. Tonight was nice, filled with great memories of my youngest son Jim.
Bellingham, Washington, is where I've always called home. Raised amidst its beauty, I've found profound joy in capturing life's moments through my lens. My family,...
