The Pad

This is the pad that my father put in at our house in the late 80’s. I couldn’t guess at how many shots that I put up on that hoop over the years. Before we landscaped around it the pad was our starting point for a dirt bike track. It also had picnic table that turned into benches that my father built himself. Those tables would be used when we had big events/parties at the house. Man I miss having a place to just go out and shoot some baskets. It was a great way to blow off some steam.

50 For 50

This was a crazy idea that I had last year. I was back in LaPorte making photos of things that meant something personal to me. I had the thought while doing so that nobody would ever see them. Who cared about these little stories? It then dawned on me that it could be a cool theme leading up to my 50th birthday. I have never done a theme longer than a couple of weeks. As luck would have it the fifty days worked out pretty good as far as scheduling goes. Ending on a Friday was perfect. I hope that I haven’t bored you with this indulgence these last fifty days. It has been fun sharing some silly little stories about the first fifty years that I have been here. Maybe I will do this again in fifty years.