Wednesday, September 10, 2008
The most important photo in my life
When I was small, I had a polaroid camera that went everywhere with me. My oldest brother and his friends were in a cafeteria with a very tall ceiling and they were all trying to jump up and touch the exit sign. As I rounded the corner into the room my brother took flight and with incredible speed I snapped his photo just as he touched the top. It was a great moment.