Heavy Rotation I wish I could be a music critic or a concert photographer. I love capturing live events with a camera and think I’m pretty decent at it, but I don’t think I’d make a good critic. I know what I like, what I don’t, and even
My Grandmother, Dad & Elvis The story goes something like this… In early 1955, my 14-year-old father went over to his girlfriend’s house on a Saturday night. A few minutes after he arrived, and was sitting on the girl’s living room couch with her parents in the other room, the phone rang in
