Saturday, January 16, 2010

...sixteen/threehundredsixtyfive...

Spent some time with my best buddy since highschool this afternoon.  He's back in town for the first time since his amazing  recovery from necrotizing faciitis and advanced systemic septic shock.  It's amazing he's still with us.  The last time we saw them in September he was still in a rehab center and couldn't stand without extreme effort.  Now he's nearly back to normal. You can read his whole story here

It was great to see him, his wife and their great little boy.  He's sixteen months old and walks around contantly muttering "Da Da Da Dada Da...Dadda". 

This is what I love about photography.  The fleeting micro seconds that no one notices can be captured and preserved forever.