So, I couldn't just post a photo of myself with my camera gear without showing you where I got the bug. This was my father Don Sr. As you can see this was taken in November of 1958 which means he would have been 29 yrs old. Since I was born in August of 1957 I would have been 1 yr & 3 months old. We were living in Spokane Washington (where I was born). Dad brought out the camera & light meter often to capture memories. He was always good at remembering to photograph everything from sports to first day at school to birthdays to simple days out in the yard. Dad passed away in 1981. Looking through the boxes of photos I really appreciate the memories he remembered to record.
P.S. This was scanned from a fairly small photo. I didn't even realize it was slightly fuzzy until I scanned it.

When visiting great examples of architecture there are so many photographic opportunities, you hardly know when to stop. This is just one of many that my wife spotted on a recent trip. Meanwhile protesters outside were doing their best to challenge the fact that there was a Christmas tree inside.