Have you ever met someone you liked immediately?
I had parked my VW Rabbit Caddy under the large neon sign and was taking pictures when Luis Ortiz came out to greet me. He was cleaning the windows of the restaurant and took a break to chat for a bit.
We talked about cars, Santa Rosa, kids, and whatever came up. I won’t share the details, but Luis is a great dad and has raised two boys on his own, against some pretty steep odds.
He’s good people.
I'm just a guy who finds the world an interesting place and likes to capture certain moments with a camera. They aren't for sale, or anything. I just like them. Well, usually. I've taken a lot of photos I don't like, as well.
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There’s a lot more to bobsledding, I’ve learned, than the push, getting in quickly on an icy surface, holding on for dear life, and screaming at the top of your lungs while racing, as quickly as possible, to the finish line…and stopping.
I saw it from the interstate, the old, neglected, neon, motel sign sitting along old Route 66. I had to exit and go back. The old motel was as neglected as the sign. This place hasn’t had a patron in ages...
The conversation I would like to hear happening at our southern border: Border Patrol Officer: “Welcome to the United States of America. How may I help you?” Asylum Seeker: “We would like to apply for asylum in this country.” BPO: “Oh, I’m sorry that you felt you had to leave your home and family to do this. Please, come with me and we’ll start the application...."
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