Well, it's the new year, and it's great to be taking photos again.  During the holidays I couldn't seem to pick up my camera.  It's good to be out shooting; I always feel better with camera in hand.

I've always been fascinated by public transportation and the microcosm of life that exists on each platform at any time of the day or night.  Each person is in the middle of their lives, and everything gets put on pause while they wait for the next train.  So many stories on one small platform.

Tom, 67.  Part of my lgbtSr. project.  Tom has always been very active, though it has taken different avenues over his life.  When he was 30, Tom was shot in the head and left to die.  He survived but was left paralyzed over most of his body.  He still has his right arm and hand mobile which helps him to manuever where he needs to go, and he can motorize around faster than I can keep up.  While we were doing the shoot, he tapped on his head and said, "See this area right here?  I still have the hole in my head.  They never covered it with a plate.  When I tap it like this, I can feel my brain."  Tom was a pure pleasure to photograph.  He has a great wit, and the time we spent together was unforgettable.

Images of Joe and me.  Everywhere you look, you see pictures of young, beautiful couples; but the relationship between two people only gets stronger, more intimate as time goes on.  After 35 years, we should be pretty close then.