This was a nice afternoon at Dad's house and I caught him in just the right light.
I never really knew my father well growing up in the 60's as he was distant much of the time. A quiet Quaker man all his life, he and his brother and father served in WWII. He brought a lot of angst home from years served in the So. Pacific the family could not really relate to.
I recently moved back near my parents and have gotten to know him as an adult. He, like many of his contemporaries, is starting to talk more about his war experiences; he was a Marine at Iwo Jima and other terrible battles in the South pacific.
This was shot with a Leica M3 on Tri X developed in HC-110.