This is my brother. Heʼs 13 years older than me. Growing up we shared a tiny room, until he joined the military. As a kid, he was my hero. I thought he was the strongest person in the world. In this photo I donʼt only see him as a young kid; I also see his sons. The swagger that they all share.
The photos I selected are special to me, because these were all chosen from my fatherʼs archive of negatives. My father introduced me to photography, so looking through his personal images helps shed a light on who he was as a younger man.My parents were hippies. They lived in houses…
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