I love to write. Most of my life I've been torn between wanting to be a writer and wanting to be a photographer. Until I was 17, if you'd asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, the answer was easy: a horseback rider or a writer.
But then I found the darkroom and things got complicated. I fell in love with photography in the same way that Alice in Wonderland fell down the rabbit hole.
For years I felt I had to choose one or the other. I went off to Northwestern University intent on becoming a journalist of the written persuasion. I transferred to the University of Missouri-Columbia (MIZZOU) a year later to immerse myself with the button pushers of the world. For eight years I earned a paycheck as a staff photographer at The Palm Beach Post. Along the way, I stuck my nose into the features department, unwilling to stop writing, giving them stories though they never asked. My stories caught on and in fact, even now you can find me Wednesday's in the food section.
Writing releases what photography can't. They work well together, but each fulfills a different need for me.
And I find I'm grateful for the opportunity to tell stories in any format.
Please find the following links to some of my favorite stories.