EPILOGUE
This has been a trip of memories for me . . .
The last time I photographed
ruins in Arizona was during my last family vacation. My parents and
I drove to Florida to visit
relatives and the town where my mom was born. We took Interstate
40 out. Along the way we came across the town of Two
Guns.
I
was still shooting with a manual 35mm camera at the time and John
and I developed
the
film
ourselves upon my return.
The last time I photographed in a botanical
garden
was
on my mom's birthday a year after she was diagnosed with cancer.
I was hoping the Japanese and Zen gardens would bring some tranquility
to a turbulent time. This was also the first
time
I tried out the digital camera I currently use.
The last time I headed
east on Interstate 10 for any distance was when I was driving out
to spend a summer with a girl in Texas
who
had stolen
my heart.
She'd later give it back.