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I cannot tell you how many times I have shown up at events with a couple of cameras around my neck, a gadget bag full of odds & ends and a lighting kit and have been asked that question. If it happened once every few years, that would be one thing. But it happens a LOT. It's like getting pulled over by the police and he's standing there with uniform, gun, flashing lights and asking him "Are you a cop?" I would love to come back with a witty reply, such as "No, I am Jesus. Don't you recognize my beard?" However, I cannot be that rude.


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Guy Pyke Missing Twelve Years



This is a photo I took of my mother and may father's cousin, Guy Pyke from Syracuse, NY. It was taken in April, 1999 at my mother's house in the hamlet of calcium, NY. I just happened to stop in to see my mom that day and naturally took a snap of the two. The odd thing is that when Guy drove away that afternoon he was never seen again. His family has been wondering and searching for him for twelve years now.

I came upon this photo a couple of days ago while digging around in my completely unorganized digital archives.

THis past Saturday I played guitar at a wedding in the Victorian garden at the Jefferson County Historical Society in Watertown, NY. I arrived an hour and a half early. Set up a small sound system (the Fishman Solo Amp), and began playing as the guests started arriving. It went very well, the bride & her family seemed to be pleased. So life is good.
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