The guy standing here in this decades old photo? Well, until this morning, it wasn't clear who it was until I edited it. I've been a disciple of the old school. Point the camera, click, and take what you can get. Advancing time and Instagram call for new measures of clarity within the world stage community. Below is a picture of the self same guy on the same peninsula taken ten years later with the same method. This one is cropped, but not lightened. Can you tell the difference?
Brian posed on this stairs in the 90's. He was working up his portfolio to internet date. At the time, I had a low end camera and was just learning how to use it. So, I guess I could say that it was my first photo op. A friend of mine, Eddie built the stairs out of scraps that he had in his mother-in-laws garage plus some new wood with arsenic. It was one of my first attempts to upgrade my livery, but because Eddie was trying to save me money the stairs had a short shelf life. As the project worked out, it proved to be what Joe would have called half-stepping. One of the seven deadly sins of a livery owner-operator. Now it has the aura of a fixture in a Nathaniel Hawthorne story frozen in time. I hope it isn't the The Fall of the House of Usher, but one with a little happier ending.