Mr.P...you'll be missed...

This is a sad day in San Diego today. A man who made a difference in so many lives passed away this morning. Mr P. (as he was called by everyone who knew him) was an amazing man. My family met him when my sisters and I were very young and played softball. He was a softball coach that we came to know very well over the years. My mom and Mr. P and his wife were great friends over the last 30 or so years. I recall growing up and spendiing time at his home. There was always a glass candy jar on the counter and you were always greeted by Mr. P with a big hug and sloppy wet kiss on your cheek. He always had a way of sing songing your name that made you laugh uncontrollably. Whether it was Donna bo Bonna or some other silly rhyme...he made you feel special.

Over the years we could still count on Mr. P to come down to the local fields to see my nephews, nieces and daughter play ball. He would come down to the field on his bike and everyone would know him and he would stop 100 times on the field to hug, kiss and catch up with all the people at the lake. He was larger than life.

He was a Blue Angel in his younger years and flew fighter planes. Recently, I came across him on a local street and he was standing next to his car looking lost. I stopped and asked what was wrong. He said his car needed a jump start and he needed some help. I got out of my car and jump started his car for him. He was very gracious and I remember saying it was the least I could do for him. After we got his car started, I got a big old hug and kiss and I remember thinking that he did so much for so many people, I was glad I finally could do something for him.

In September of last year, I was at my nephew's football game and Mr. P showed up to see the high school football game. He greeted all of us and sat down with us to watch the game. I was photographing my nephews game and for som reason turned my camera towards Mr. P and took the photo enclosed in today's post. I remember feeling a little apprehensive about taking his pic but for some reason but took it anyway. I'm glad I did...

A friend asked me today who Nello Pierozzi was and it occurred to me then...He was the greatest man I have ever personally known and I will miss him.

God Speed Mr. P.

guess this is the 6 month update!

I promised to share some pics that I have taken. I photographed a friend's three year old son right before Christmas. He is three years old and named Derek. I have always wanted to offer a session called, "A Day in the life" and spend a day candidly photographing a child's normal everyday events. I was able to do so with Derek and love what we captured. he is an amazing child who is wise beyond his years!

I told myself I would keep this current and I haven't. I know that life getting in the way is a flimsy excuse but sometimes...it just does. I just reread my last post and realized that the 6 months flew by!

Cassi's dad was in a motorcycle accident in late October and we visited daily until he was released (well demanded his release) from the hospital in mid-December. It was truly an eye-opening experience for both Cassi and I.

We saw and heard things that I just never imagined existed on a day to day basis. I have tremendous new respect for anyone who works in the medical field on a day to day basis. They are truly inspiring people. From the doctors, the nurses, the food servers, the elevator operators, the physical therapists and all the other people who work together to give quality care to those who need it...I am thankful.

The day after Scot was released from the hospital, he asked me to go back to pick up the charger for his cell phone. As I waited for the elevator to take me up to the eighth floor I realized how fortunate we were that he was walking and still alive to be there for Cassi. I realized there were many people in this hospital visiting relatives that weren't coming home. There were new patients being brought in that were just beginning their hospital stay. The workers at the hospital would still go about their routine giving care for others long after Scot's stay was a distant memory. We are fortunate and for that I am grateful. Hug your loved ones tonight because every day is a new day that we are blessed to be able to hug them.

Off my emotional tangent!!