Now photography, professional type of photography, with a pro-camera attached to my arm is my life.  I mean it isn’t my official job, more like a second job for which I get no salary.

But it wasn’t always that way.  A long, long, long, long, long time ago (I mean long ago, more than a few haircuts ago, more than a few towns ago) I was in college.  In college I took the standard courses and the non-standard ones.  One of the courses I took was History of Photography.  I thought I was a bit too dumb to pick up a camera and just start shooting, so I took this course.

It turned out to be more educational than any photography class I could have ever taken.  I learned references, history and learned a new way to look at photos.  Everything could be artful.  Anything, including baseball players.

Well, here is my attempt at that: