Sharon & Chuck

Photographing my father has always been a chore. A man of the military, he doesn’t care for much of anything pointed at him; toy tuns, fingers, cameras, etc. The last few years, though, he softened up to the idea of having his photo taken (though I’ve been the only person able to capture him still-frame without a glare or our family-proverbial “Charlie Kipp Grinn”; see: smart ass). This Christmas was a special treat, then, when he asked me to photograph himself and his lovely wife.

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