Thoughts on Life, Art, Photography, Technology, Teaching and Travel…..
I was digging through some old negative files and stumbled across this old photo from 1973. I’m on my friend Harry’s Yamaha 650 @ Short Beach Long Island. Harry died of a stroke just about two years ago. He and I rode our motorcycles from Long Island, NY to LA, California in 1974 after graduating college. (Click here for my post about his death) We had to do that “Easy Rider” experience before entering the “real world”. I went in the Army after that and Harry entered the job world as a salesman – he was good at that from what I’m told. We lost touch once I moved to North Carolina, but I will always remember that amazing trip cross country. It was a surreal experience to say the least. We were on the road for 2 months and I left home with $400 if I remember correctly. We got to LA broke and sunburned beyond recognition after riding the bikes through the Mojave Desert. Went to a Catholic rectory and painted rooms for food and a place to sleep. Father Finbare Divine (yes…a real priest) took us in and helped us regroup before heading back home. Now that is another story. More stories from that trip to come.