Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust.....

Someone I've known through Cub Scouts, Boy Scouts, 4-H, and then the City of Sandy is leaving the City next week. He is ill and can't continue to work, so he must retire.

This Thursday the city is throwing him a party -- I've gone through my photo collection and found six photos of him working and will get those printed @ 8x10 size and bring them to the party. Boy I wish my photo skills were better back when I took the photos.

However, it does show how much a photo can mean to someone. Even a blurry image - it brings back memories. We cannot stop time, but we can capture a split second of it. That is why I am a photographer.