You Never Know...

Last week I ran into a family friend. Out of the blue. A guy I had not seen in probably thirty years. YET I think of Mark Alexander (pictured here waving to me) every day. Why? Kind of random? Way back in the day, when photos were developed in black and white, he took a photo of me sitting on rocks in Frenchman's Bay. Ten year old holding a star fish. Simple black and white photo. Really nothing special, but one of those pictures that has inspired me over the years. Never have I talked to Mark about his photography. Never knew exactly what that image meant to me. Then by a random stroke of luck I spotted Mark on a pair of stilts walking through Harvard Square. As a matter of fact, It had been so long since I had seen him, that I was not sure if I was looking at his father, or brother. Lost for words. Searching for a moment but lost... Thank you Mark Alexander. You probably never knew how much your photo set my course for a journey of photography love.