the beginning -

You know - there once was a seven year old boy who had gone with is father into the local laundromat - and while there he was looking up at the prices per pound of the service that was offered - and all of a sudden this little seven year old boy was asked by his father - who was a policeman in Greenwich Village in New York City - “what do you want to be when you grow up?” - and that was the only time even till this day and his father is now 91 years old and the boy is 58 - that his father had ever said anything like that -

well the boy answered - a policeman or fireman - the first of course because every young boy who looks up to his father in a proud an loving manner wants to be like his father - and then the second because he figured he should have at least one other choice if he did not qualify for the first - and also he liked the colors blue (the uniforms of both professions are the color blue) and then he thought that the color red of the fire engines was not bad either - but then his father quickly replied - “no you’re not!” and as I said earlier never mentioned anything about this again even till this day -

but a few weeks later it was this little boy’s eighth birthday and for his birthday he received a Kodak “Brownie” camera and so in the mind of this little eight year old boy -he figured that his parents were telling him that they did not want him shooting with a gun - not now or ever - but that it was instead OK to shoot with a camera - and so he has been doing just that ever since - :-)

thank you for listening to this story -

Walter