My son called me tonight to tell me was wasn't doing well in one college course and it was too late to do anything about it, everything else is A's & B's.Reminds me of a day a long time ago. I was at Lime Rock Park, a race track
in Connecticut, watching vintage Ferraris. This was before I was bit by the
photography bug. I walked up beside this older gentleman, standing next to the fence with two cameras with huge lenses. After a bit I said, "What a great day for taking photographs". He smiled and said, "Buddy, any day I can get out of bed, and draw my own breath is a great day".
Never forgot it.