these patriotic holidays always get me…i was a military brat, and i will maintain till i’m old and crotchety that it is NOT just the service members who wear the uniforms who serve their countries…there were long stretches as a child where all i knew was that daddy was in a giant tin can under the sea. thanks to “blind man’s bluff” i now know he was pretty much a SPY, which, while kind of awesome, still meant we had zero contact with him for months on end.
i was in north carolina a few weeks back visiting some friends on fort bragg (with a side trip down to south carolina to shoot a wedding with tomme hilton). my friends are finally reunited, but they were apart for nearly nine months…
serving this country isn’t really something the faint of heart sign on for…but i’m grateful to all of the men and women who take up that mantle (and for the families who stand behind them and support them through it all.)
here’s a sneak peak from my session with my friends on fort bragg…i told them to pretend they were reuniting after being apart for a long time…i love that little 3 year old c is trailing behind in all of them.
(check out how strong he is! he’s holding her with 1 arm! i mean, sure, she IS a toothpick of a woman, but still! big tough soldier-man, he is!)