This is the first of an ongoing series of photographs that I want to continue with. I feel that family and friends are the most important things in your life and I want to be able to remember down the road the best parts of these people in my life.
This is my dad. He has been there for me through the good times and bad times. He has always wanted for me to be greater than what he was. I think that is something that every father wants for his son or daughter but it feels like he tries harder than most. As much as he grinds things into my head and I resist, I still take at least a little bit from everything he says. He thinks I’m not listening but I am. I’ve learned from mistakes just like he had to. Most of the time the hard way. He has always said to me “I’m telling you about my mistakes to help you dodge some of the bumps in the road.” I know I have managed to hit many of those “bumps in the road” on my own, sometimes pretty hard but he has and always will be there to help me recover. These images are from a few weeks ago when we went to the gun range. At every point in my life, there has been something that keeps us together. When I was a kid, it was playing baseball and basketball. When I grew up a little more, it was working on my first car together. Recently, it has been shooting. There has always been a need for something that we have in common to pull us together. Guns are a good way to just spend time with each other. Kind of like playing golf (which he does, I do NOT play golf at all) you have your good days and your really bad days at the range but it’s not so much about how you play but just getting out and doing it together. I love you dad.