Sometimes there is nothing to photograph, only the shadows of electrical cables on a sidewalk I’ve walked on many times, long ago to get to work and now to visit my son and his family…at a distance during the pandemic.

Lately, I’ve been reading about how the world will never be the same–a virus has reshaped expectations. People crowded together in a rush to get to work “downtown” sounds dangerous today as does sitting in a darkened movie theater, waiting for someone to cough. It is easy to worry, to have fear and much harder to hope for a better tomorrow. I vote for hope.

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My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.

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