Let Me In


His mother nicely told him that the problem was he didn’t live there.



There’s not much that can be said about this except it breaks your heart.

Tough Day (or weeks or years)


My wife asked me after seeing this photograph, why I don’t take more pictures of tourists. I think it’s because I have a hard time catching much emotion in them. Street people show wear and tear. Often we turn our eyes away from the downtrodden preferring not to see their pain.

Subway Tableau


I’ve often found, when taking pictures in the subway, one of the best places to be is on the platform just outside an open car door right before it closes.  What’s going on here, stage left? Who knows, but the major figures are arranged as if they were in some sort of play.



Street Portrait…Bleached Blond


Heading Home…We’ll Miss This


We’ve been on the west coast for quite a while now and it’s time to go back to Boston. It snowed there yesterday.

No matter. Albert Einstein said, Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.”

I believe it.

7 AM


You know the feeling, groggy, cranky, lacking caffeine and food. You push open the door to the local coffee dispensary and wait while the young shiny-pressed career person  in front of you orders some mocha-latte-Americano-expresso thing.

“Large coffee, black, no room for cream and one of those greasy sugar crusted doughnut things please.”

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