Albert and Rose Kleuser, from Galloway, NJ, have been married for 60 years. Albert served in Korea with the U.S. Army and Rose worked as a nurse aid in a nursing home. Both have taught Sunday school and Albert drove the Sunday school bus. They started attending church in 1962. They hug each other and forgive each other for any wrong doings every night before going to bed. They have made an agreement that when one passes on the other will cry tears of joy and not tears of sorrow. “Because we know we’ve been called home,” said Rose. “We’re just passing through right now. We don’t fear death at all. Actually we don’t fear anything. Fear is a terrible thing.”
I recently purchased the Profoto B1 Lighting Kit and got out and about my hometown to make some portraits today. I met fly fisherman Tim Cussen on the Pequest River and he was kind enough to let me make a few pictures. The Profoto B1 kit is incredibly easy to use. I lugged the B1 kit, C-stand, my Nikon 70-200 2.8 and 24 1.4 and a deep dish Octa down to the river to make these pics.
I was at my daughters softball game and as always had my camera with me. I enjoy catching photos of her in action. My favorite photos at her games are the everyday moments that happen all around us. This was a nice moment shared by a mother and her daughter right before the start of the game.
I have a pair of Grinch Christmas boxers. There I admit it. I can’t say I have worn them much because my daughter who is now seven grew up with a fear of the Grinch. All kids have their fears and for my daughter it was always the dreaded “G Man”. The other night I was folding laundry (my wife just stood up and cheered somewhere) and there they were. The fearsome G Man underwear with the little G Man heads in Santa hats floating around a sea of green. My daughter was next to me telling me a story from school. As in past encounters with the G Man my heart stopped for a moment and I began to mentally prepare for the panicked run into Mommy’s arms and the hour or so for my daughter to calm down and come off the ledge. Trust me, the G Man was always the “He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named” in our house. I was in a moment of shock when Emily gave them a bored look and then continued her story. I guess my eyes said it all because she stopped in mid sentence and said “Yea, I’m not afraid of him anymore.” In my own guilty way I was sad to learn of this new milestone. For some reason I always associated the G Man with my daughter growing up. I always felt once the fear of the G Man went away so would a part of my daughters childhood. Maybe it’s because when I was her age I had a fear of vampires. I look back on my childhood nights watching my window waiting for the scratch at my window with fondness. I learned as we grow up there are much bigger fears than vampires at our window. Besides, I had my own wooden stake made from the woods near my home and my India Jones hat if I needed them. The G Man losing his power reminded me of one of Emily’s first fears. The lion. We found this awesome lion costume for Halloween and got it for Emily before she was two. When we showed it to her there was panic in the house. She was scared to death. The lion was banished to the top of a closet safe where it could do no harm. A year later, we brought the lion costume out and the fear was there but she fought through it. Eventually, she worked up the courage to put it on. It no longer fit well but she was able to squeeze into it. My wonderful, beautiful daughter had become the lion and swallowed her fears. Maybe it’s time I did the same.