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06.23.12Personal News Flash... Here We Grow Again!

W ell, you may have already heard but just in case you haven’t, hop over to Iron Kite Films and watch one of the most precious videos you will ever see... at least I think so. Lindsey and Neil are expecting another child sometime around the first of next year. We are so excited to see what God has in store for this one--and for us as we get to witness another one of His amazing miracles. Now, on to my first four little "miracles". I got my Leica out and made a few photos of Bradyn and the girls. Beckett's were shot digitaly. I really love the way the photos look from the Leica and the 50mm Summicron lens, sharp and yet soft. The last shot of the boats was shot with this combination as well.

06.19.12Personal Jackson

B aby Jackson is growing by leaps and bounds. It’s always interesting to watch little ones as they grow, not only in their appearance but in their personalities as well. It’s fun too, to watch his Papa dote over him. I shared a few minutes with Laura, Jackson, and Papa last week and came home with a few photos. I hope you enjoy them!

06.15.12Personal Faces : Mike Plummer

I never had an older brother but if I would’ve, I would have wanted him to be like Mike. To borrow a phrase from country folk, “Mike is good people”. He grew up on a farm at the edge of Davidson county with a brother and sister. They didn’t have all the luxuries city people had. While I spent my childhood days either playing in the woods or chasing, throwing, and kicking some kind of ball around, Mike was gathering firewood, milking cows, or working on farm equipment. When a boy grows up with responsibilities he becomes a man much faster. He’s knows things us ball chasers have no clue about. It was a good thing that Mike grew up quickly, when he turned eighteen he was drafted into the military and served our country with honor in the Vietnam war. I first met Mike when I went to work for Duke Power Company. He stood out from the rest of the crowd by the fact that his clothes were always clean, his boots shined, his belt buckle directly above the zipper line on a pair of blue jeans that were properly creased. Mind you now, this was at 4:30 after a day of working eight hours or more in the hot sun with rubber gloves and heavy equipment. I was assigned to work with Mike on a line truck. He took me under his wing and patiently tried to teach me the skills necessary to become a good lineman. I remember my primary job was to make sure no tools were left on the job site as we traveled from one location to the other. On our second job of the first day, we got out of the truck and reached for the shovels... they weren’t there. “Where’s the shovels?” Mike asked. “I guess I left them at the last job” I sheepishly replied. We got back in the truck drove twenty miles back to the first job and there laying out in the field were the shovels... and my gloves, and a hand tamp, and a ground rod driver, and my hammer! Geez, it looked like someone was getting ready for a yard sale. In one way I felt badly about it, in another way I felt lucky that I wasn’t left behind. You might not be able to convince Mike, but I learned so much working with him--not just a few job skills but other things as well. I learned things like doing for others, and keeping a positive attitude when life isn’t going your way. I miss working with him and I miss listening to the stories he told on rainy days about his childhood and the time he spent serving on the front line in Vietnam. I’m grateful for his service to our country and for his friendship to me. I love Mike Plummer... the older brother I never had!

06.05.12Personal Faces : Margaret and Harold

“ Everybody can be great... because anybody can serve. You don't have to have a college degree to serve. You don't have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace, soul generated by love.” Martin Luther King Jr About thirty years ago, I got my first real job at Duke Power Company. In large and small ways my life has been shaped by the experiences and the people I came to know and love while there. Margaret Hammond is one of the many that come to mind. Margaret is referred to by everyone today as the “Purple Grandma” because she always dresses in purple and she affectionately “grannies” everyone she knows. When I first met Margaret she was the dispatcher for all the local crews in High Point, Thomasville and Denton. She was the best! If you’ve ever worked with a dispatcher you know how critical it is is to get good directions, especially in a time before GPS. She never got me lost and she was always cool and calm on the radio. Those were really good days. Margaret has always had a good heart, she’s always sacrificed herself to help others. In the thirty some years I’ve known her, I’ve never heard her say an unkind word about anyone. She’s a true servant. She’s received numerous awards for her service and in my opinion been deserving of every one. Margaret and Harold (her longtime husband) have had their share of health problems, especially over the last few years but their infectious smiles and kind spirits still warm the hearts of everyone they meet. I encourage you, if Margaret or Harold have touched your life, just leave a little love for them right now, I’m sure it would brighten their day. “Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort; who comforts us in all our affliction so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God”(2 Corinthians 1:3-4).

05.23.12Personal Faces : John Everhart

“A real cowboy ain’t the one that gets on a bull to show off to a bunch of girls a real cowboy is the man that is out in the snow at 10 below caring for his cows before anything else.” I guess John Everhart is as close to real cowboy as anyone this side of the Mississippi. I first met John about thirty years ago. My first impression was, I don’t want to make this man mad. As the years passed I saw him a little differently. Beneath all the gruffness lies a gentle man that works as hard as anyone I’ve ever known, a man who lets his yeses be yes and his noes be no. He expects a lot out of people because he gives a lot. I’m proud to call John a friend.

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