EVERYBODY STARTS SOMEWHERE

As a photographer, my journey started at age 10 with a Brownie. When I won an award from Kodak at 12, I probably should have known. By the summer of 1968 I knew and decided to hitchhike across San Francisco for two weeks photographing. Unfortunately, my parents still didn’t get it. My 11 rolls of undeveloped film were thrown out in the trash.

Five years later I was on Maui at Haleakala playing with a camera once again (see above). I left that Canon rangefinder in a phone booth and became a doctor, but I never forgot my passion. And I never gave up.

This was the very first part of my journey. Everybody starts somewhere.