I live in a small close tight community in a small town. The kind that still remembers who lived in which house after they house was sold three times since.
I was there to photograph the escorted motorcade back home. I was there to capture images for Hope Hose Humane #1, the fire house he belonged to and also to welcome him home and bid farewell. The more I read about him from his family and friends, the more I wished that I had known him.
