……………………………………………. somebody told me when I got to Nashville son, you finally got it made ……………………………………………………………………………………………………… From my personal collection, here’s an unpublished photo of a young Waylon Jennings performing at The Golden Stallion dance hall / San Antonio, Texas in 1969.  What I would give to ease back in time and step foot into […]

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Nestled among rows of southern farmland sits the Oak Ridge United Methodist Church, which served as a hospital during the Civil War.   Nancy’s history runs deep in Oak Ridge, where her family once farmed cotton.   Stuart and Nancy spoke of what photographs would be important to them:  home, family, friends and music.  I knew […]

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One of my favorite John Prine songs “Paradise” starts off, “there’s a backwards old town that’s often remembered, so many times that my memories are worn.”  I’ve always felt a kinship to that song, especially in second verse “where the air smelled like snakes and we’d shoot with our pistols but empty pop bottles was […]

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It is a conversation that I have had often.  Two generations from now, will boxes of photos even exist? Or will the mounds of digital photos end up on some toasted computer hard drive, lost forever? A single photograph in a soldier’s hand, a tiny likeness in a locket close to a mother’s chest, the moment in time, […]

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