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I’m a photographer and freelance writer working out of Carbondale, Colorado. On the map, you’ll find Carbondale about 30 miles down the Roaring Fork River Valley from Aspen. Mapped by the difference in temperament, wealth, bright lights and tumult, we’re even farther away. And distant enough by geography to claim as our own a priceless view of one of the loveliest mountains in the Rockies. We’re the appreciative audience for the moody pageant starring twin-peaked, 12,965-foot Mount Sopris, which soars more than a mile above our little town.
About Me: I’ve been in love with photography since I was a kid fascinated by the thousands of black and whites that my father brought home from World War II. Piloting a Naval aerial photo reconnaissance B-24, dad witnessed much of the last, extraordinarily violent year of the island-hopping Pacific campaigns, as well as the destruction of Japan. He would have liked me to share his passion for flying. But for me it was those pictures.
Dad also gifted me his genetic ease with the written word, which he’d applied crafting the official VD-1 Squadron war history—his last official duty before mustering out and coming home.
I bought my first serious camera in 1974 and paired it with a journalism degree four years later. Since then, I’ve mostly been a writer first—newspapers, magazines, then a freelance pen-for-hire—and a photographer second. Measured by passion, the order has always been reversed.