A beautiful fellowship was forged in late-night dormitory lounge discussions. Instant bonds formed even as we shuffled through the coffee line. I delighted in stories shared over meals that more than once went untouched due to the lively conversation of kindred souls. It felt like coming home.
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Now entering the bullet-free zone…
I am a lover of pictures…whether captured instantly through the crystal-clear lens of a camera…or sewn together over the course of a lifetime in the warm, lined faces of old people. I am a lover of pictures. Yet even more so…I am a lover of stories. Oh, please, understand…I do take great pleasure in capturing…