Thursday, September 19, 2013


Believe it or not I have been cutting my own hair since I was 15 years old .
I don't know why I started it ,but one day I just picked up my father's clippers and started cutting my hair .
Unfortunately my hairline was whack, and we just happened to be taking school ID pictures on that day, I think it was my sophomore year.
Sure some people laughed at me when I went to school in my hairline was really far back , but now I can't even imagine how much money I have saved in these last 35 years by never going to the barbershop .
The last time I went to a barber shop a haircut cost me $2.50
Even when I went into the Air Force I took my Clippers with me, and the only haircut I got from them was the very first one.
I tried to cut my hair before I left home but  unfortunately the Air Force cut it even shorter...LOL.
I remember back in the day in the very early 80's ,the hair style back then was the shag ,where you would have your hair cut low ,but then have a lot of hair in the back.
One time in the Air Force I tried to perm my little shag that I had and I went to work with it the next day.
My commanding officer immediately called me in the office that day when I got to work and made me go to get it cut .
As I walked back to my room on the base I could feel my hair blowing in the wind.
It was so funny
Of course I was able to cut it myself.
Even after having my dreads for 10 years I was able to resume cutting my own hair after I cut them. Read Story HERE

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Saturday, September 14, 2013

US Air Force

While going through some old clothes in the basement today I found my old military fatigues shirt.
I had to squeeze the shirt on and I could barely button the

It quickly took me back to that day 33 years ago when I entered the US Air Force.
Although I only served for about 18 months I have a lifetime of stories.
It was the best year and a half of my life.
I was truly tested in the US Air Force and it's made me a better man.

I will NEVER throw this shirt away!

Friday, September 13, 2013

Sigma Lens Repair

My MUCH used 70-200 Sigma lens (7 years old) has been pretty banged up.  I have driven to Sigma Repair in Ronkonkoma, NY once before, and it took me about an hour and a half with traffic and TOLLS.
I dreaded driving this time, so I decided to take the LIRR ( Long Island Railroad ,for those who don't know)
From NY Penn Station it is a 1:20 ride on the LIRR.
Then I had to take a taxi to Sigma from the train station.
I didn't know how much they were gonna charge me to repair the lens, but when I got there, they immediately had me fill out paperwork, and the technician came out to ask what was wrong.
I told him, and gave him the lens.
20 minutes later he came back with my repaired lens, a new rubber grip, a new lens filter,and a new lens hood...ALL FREE!!!
I was able to catch the train back an hour earlier ( I am on the train now typing this post)
Here is my cost breakdown:
Train from East Orange to NY Penn Station roundtrip $12.50
NY Penn Station to Ronkonkoma $25.50
Cab ride roundtrip from train station to Sigma $22.00
Having my lens repaired for no cost...PRICELESS!!!

"Dream is not that you see in the sleep; dream is that does not allow you to sleep." - Abdul Kalam

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Photos of the Day 9/12/13

Hello friends,
Thank God for another day
Last night, on the anniversary of 911 , I had the privilege of really getting up close to the Tribute in Lights.
I was able to capture some images from Liberty State Park in Jersey City.
Previously I had tried to capture the images by shooting from the Eagle Rock reservation in West Orange.
Although it was cloudy and overcast I was able to capture some pretty good images.

Quote of the day:
Treat everyone you meet as if they were going to be dead by midnight .
Extend all the care, kindness and understanding you can, with no thought of the reward, and your life will never be the same...Og Mandino
Have a blessed day!

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Photo of the Day 9/11/13

It was a sweltering day today.
So when I got back to the top of Crawford Street I decided to take a break and kick my foot up.
I had plenty of water and Gatorade to make it through the day.