Spirit Grooves

Some of you have asked me how I got into my hobby of photography and here it is. It happened in 1957 when I was fifteen-years old. My parents sent me on a trip with a bunch of other kids riding an old school bus across the country. Of course I had never done anything like this before so it was very exciting to even think about much less do it. For one, I was very shy at the time and seldom had left home for anything and suddenly I was riding with a bunch of kids (mostly a little older than me) on a couple of old yellow school buses heading for the west coast, and with a dip into Mexico and then all the way back across Canada. For sure I couldn’t imagine it.