As I wait on the commuter train to San Francisco, well Emeryville and then hop on a bus to San Francisco. I am reflecting back on the time of yester year, 10+ years ago. A time before the infamous terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center and Pentagon, yet a time when the World Trade Center’s parking basement got bombed, and the Unabomber, and the Oklahoma Government building was bombed.
I am not really thinking about those times, I am thinking about elementary school, middle school, and the fun times of high school, and how times have changed. With the interweb, people can get in touch with people from elementary school, and friends of back then. Though I am amazed on how many people I remember from my class and some memories of my “childhood” years.
I came across someone I met in the 3rd grade. Her twin sister was in my class, but we were in the same late reading class together, and we were classmates in 4th grade. She had a blog set up and it was amazing, she had wonderful pictures of her daughters, and I was amazed that I could paint a picture in my head of what she does (or seemed like she does) from day to day.
I also came to the conclusion that if you are a photographer, your family is going to get photographed a lot. Free models and one gets practice of the art. Even though photo is a hobby of mine, I do not have willing participants that want to be photographed. When kids are young, they thrive for the attention to have that moment in time documented for the future.
If you asked me where I would be in 10 years…10 years ago, I would probably say, married with a good job. I would never expect to be where I am today, finishing up my BFA degree in Motion Picture & Television with emphasis in editing, meeting wonderful people along the way. I would not envision reconnecting with people I met 10+ years ago, and when I see how far they have come, I am reminded of how young we used to be.
Until another time…
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