So. He had a camera. And he took amazing pictures. He was so patient. Only we weren't always so patient in return. He would balance the lens on his stub of an arm. He would focus the lens as fast as he could. With one hand. Back when auto-focus and digital DSLR didn't exist.
And we would complain. Standing there. Posing. Waiting for the moments he would capture for our future. Especially my mother. She would howl, "Daniel! What's taking so long???"
He was doing the best he could.
Only, he taught us to have standards. Keep them high. Even higher than he could match.
And so. We were rude. Impatient. Assholes, in my opinion. All while he was focusing his manual camera with one hand.
Now. I look back. Because I have assholes of my own. And I think to myself, what the eff???
We were jack-asses! We had nothing to complain about! That, plus now we have picmonkey and photoshop. So, GEEZ!
*On a side note, my youngest, Asshole 2 is currently screaming and crying because I won't let her use the Canon EOS.
Well, screw her. I've waited 40+ years for that bitch. NO one is touching her any time soon. So get over it.
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