Wishing That Things Were Diffirent!

Watching Jim receive special recognition for IC's fund raising efforts last week, I couldn't stop crying...
I was not crying because of this award and visit from his friends and co-workers at the college...
The tears were from wishing that we could go back to the days when he was the one visiting college friends, family and contributors..usually for a newpaper release or magazine article...
His vision is almost gone now, so he no longer is able to enjoy his camera or use his computer for writing the stories..
I remember the days and many, many weekends that he rushed to the newspaper "before deadline!" with his new story or picture of college students after one of "the biggest game of the year" in his old rusted out VW.... (Of course, this was before digital cameras and e-mail!!)

Today while he was receiving the card and medal from them, he kept asking, "Did you get a good picture of this?"

Yes... Alot of good pictures, even one with Butter in it...

I just wish he could see them...
Karron