Last Thursday, my son London graduated high school. It’s quite the accomplishment. Not that any high school kid sees it that way. But he’s got every reason to be proud of himself. Continue reading “The Graduate”
Yeah, that’s an old country thing. “He cleans up pretty good,” they say. Or they direct it at you or some third party. But that’s okay because we’re in the country. Which is weird because Louisville is the crossroads. Too north to be southern but too south to be northern. And so it will be with London when we goes off to wherever life takes him. Continue reading “Cleans Up Pretty Good”
That’s London, Patrick and Brayden. They’re the football players we call The Three Amigos. They don’t. I don’t think they ever have because I’m not sure they have ever paid attention to how obvious their friendship is. On the football field, it was obvious. Continue reading “SKETCHBOOK: The Three Amigos”
They’re 17 and 18 years old, so what’s a prom photo shoot without one of those “Squad Goals” photos. Or some people call them “prison poses.” That’s not applicable here because, and this is a dad bragging, London’s friends have a higher purpose in mind for their adulthood. Continue reading “SKETCHBOOK: The Squad Goals Photo”
And so it goes… My little boy isn’t little anymore. He’s a young man and, if I do say so myself, a fine one. Tonight is his senior prom and here I am, bawling into my keyboard like a running faucet. Continue reading “SKETCHBOOK: So This Happened Tonight”
There’s a part of the Tao that I was reading today and it reminded me of my son London because it describes his personality. He’s never read the Tao and at this point of his life, he’s not even interested in it, but part of it is in him nonetheless. Continue reading “This. Kid. Right. Here.”
We got a chance to meet Logan today and he’s a two week old supermodel. While the rest of the city made it’s way to the banks of the Mighty Ohio, Misty and I went in the opposite direction to visit with this pint sized bit of preciousness.
Don’t get it twisted. When I say London gas the blues, I mean those snappy dress blues that you see in the photo above. He’s spent four years in Valley’s Navy ROTC so when you do senior photos, you have to include some of those shots.
Last night was a late one at the Girton Images studio. Kayla and Conner brought new baby Jack for a few photographs and they were awesome.