Monday, December 29, 2014

At sunset

Between gusts of wind and surrounded by the Pacific Ocean, the small things that sometimes go unnoticed, become immeasurable and great.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

I can't breath

"We revolt simply because, for many reasons, we can no longer breath." -- Frantz Fanon

Sunday, November 30, 2014


The day before Thanksgiving, Donna and her great niece Lindsay wait for free turkey's to be distributed by the local homeless shelter, St. Matthews House.

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Snow in Naples

As the St. Louis County Prosecutor Bob McCulloch was preparing his evening announcement about the grand jury finding "no probable cause exists" to charge Officer Darren Wilson with any crime in the death of Michael Brown, people in Naples, Florida were strolling the streets celebrating the start of another holiday season. Santa posed for pictures, live music was played and kids threw up their hands, feeling the city's best attempt to create snow.

Monday, November 17, 2014

About a church

A band of students stood outside a building where the local school board meets to protest the cancelation of their choir concert last month. A parent complained because the venue was a church. They've performed at this particular church for years and years. 

With pressure from the ACLU, the school feared a lawsuit and took action. Instead of a church, the students will perform at their school. 

At the meeting, signs were displayed, and voices spoke. "It's not about religion," they said. "It's about the acoustics." 

"We sing all sorts of songs. Jewish. Christian. Muslim." 

In the two hours of public comment, students commended their choir teacher and protested the canceled performance. 

One former student spoke about how she felt ostracized in the choir class because she wasn't religious. She felt odd about singing her concerts in front of a huge cross. She supported whoever complained. 

In the closing comments one of the school board members suggested the people take this to court. She ended her message by saying, "I know I'm not supposed to say this, but God bless you all." 

The crowd cheered to this, as if it had been about religion all along. 

Tuesday, November 11, 2014


Players on the Immokalee High School football team clasp hands in the locker room before heading out on the field for a game. They played in honor of three classmates who were killed in a car crash on Halloween, 2013. 

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Drawings on the beach

On a windy day in Naples, Johannes explores alone on the sand.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

The Band

The band always marches in moments before kickoff during high school football games. Our community paper is looking to print photographs of the standout plays during the game, but I love this ritual just as much.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Little Man and the pursuit of happiness

Ethan was 10 when he was diagnosed with Anaplastic Astrocytoma grade III, brain cancer. Doctors could extend his life with treatment, but they didn't have a cure. 

I met him less than a month after he turned 11. He had posters of strong Marine Corps men up in his room and slept with a teddy bear at night.  

He wished that everyone with cancer would just keep fighting because that's what he was doing. 

He imagined himself as a superhero. Just like them, his body was full of radiation. 

He prayed every night because he believed that God was who gave him the disease and who would also take it away. 

Even after doctors said there was nothing they could do, Ethan continued to live. 

With the help of his mom Maria, he got to do so much. 

He was just getting to some of the things he wanted to do. 

It all went so fast after Christmas, about two years after diagnosis. 

Maria and Ethan were dealing with the departure of one of them. 

It was the beautiful things that made me feel the most. Like when Ethan was too weak to play video games, but he'd still muster the energy to wrap his arm around someone for a hug.  

His mom would do anything she could. But nothing could be done. 

In July of this year the hurting took over. 

Cancer stole the rest of his life. 

In Jessica Lipcomb's 's story, there's a quote from Maria that I think about. "Mourn the loss of your child; don't mourn the loss of your child's life." 

Life is valuable. There is so much beauty to be found. But it is a precious and fleeting gift. 

I hope that one day soon we can prevent cancer, or at least cure people of it. Until then we can do a better job at directing funds to pediatric patients and we can give more to the organizations that help pay household bills for parents of kids with cancer. 

*If anyone is interested in the full story, you can find part one, two and three HERE

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Demolition Derby

Sonny Hogle, 9. At the demolition derby in Naples.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Our World

Sharing an Our World I wrote and photographed for our paper. I like these features so much....

Bar Mama

Outside, it’s hot and muggy. The summer heat cooks cars zooming along the road at 92 degrees fahrenheit. At a nearby beach, people are applying sunscreen.

Inside The Miscue Bar, a shaft of light floods into the dark and smoky room as someone walks in and takes a seat at the bar. Almost every spot is occupied by working men looking for a drink.

At the end of the bar, a gray-haired woman prepares food in a kitchen the size of a treehouse. She wears a striped shirt with two gold giraffes printed on the front. Her ears are adorned with traditional Irish Claddagh dangles and a gold cross hangs around her neck.

Everyone calls her Mama Carol, but her real name is Carol Martin. Fifty years ago she and her husband started it all.

At first they struggled to get a loan, but eventually they gathered enough and built the bar with their own hands. Carol worked alongside her husband, Bob. She was mostly in the kitchen. Bob, worked as the manager.

A lot can happen in 50 years. Customers made the bar a staple. Some raced turtles along pool tables in the back. They held weddings. They had funerals. Comedians performed on a stage in the corner. Rock bands debuted their tunes. Carol had three kids. She lost her husband. She lost her oldest son.

Mama Carol is 80. She says she will never leave this place. For her, working here feels like a night out.

She puts the final touches on a roast beef sandwich and sets it in front of a customer seated at the bar.

“Thank you mom,” he says while diving into his first bite.

Those seated around him sip on bottles of beer. They are proud to be regulars at Miscue. It’s a landmark, they say, the oldest bar in Fort Myers.

                                                                          *here's what it looked like in print

Friday, August 1, 2014

A kiss before I go

After a little hiatus, I got back into daily stuff today. Every year a group of fire folks set off on bikes and call it the Brotherhood Ride. They make their way around Florida. It's a fundraiser for the fallen Florida law enforcement officers. Below, Jerry, of a nearby fire station gave his daughter Miah a goodbye kiss before taking off.

Monday, June 16, 2014

Sanibel Island

Early mornings on Sanibel Island, Florida.

Friday, June 13, 2014


Ava and Gabrielle Campano. New York, NY. 2011

Ava and Gabrielle Campano. Redding, CT. 2014

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Immokalee Farms

Last day of the picking season for Oakes Farm in Immokalee.

Wednesday, May 28, 2014


Benito has worked around agriculture during the eleven years he has lived in the states. He said he plans to going home to Veracruz, Mexico soon. He hasn't been back since he left. For now, he lives in Immokalee where picking tomatoes brings in money that he can send home.

Friday, May 16, 2014


Summer, when heat and rain roll into Naples.

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Fossil Dig

Anderson at the fossil dig in Naples, Florida.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014


Bobbie Dusek at a V.I.P. event to hear Ted Cruz speak on Friday, April 11, 2014 in Naples, Fla.

Friday, April 11, 2014


Ivory rabbit cane, "for good luck."

Thursday, March 20, 2014

100 years young

Marion Dunham, 100, smiles often while reflecting on his life. "I've had a wonderful journey," he said.

A painting of his grandmother's house hangs in his bedroom. "I was born again under that tree," he said. Marion worked over 80 years as a minister for a Baptist church within the Christian faith.

Marion is mostly independently, but has family close by to assist his needs.

A few years back, Marion converted his garage into a wood shop. He stays busy making wood pens, mostly for people in the Naples community.

"I hunt for things that have some character in it."

 "When I'm finished, you'll never feel anything quite as smooth."

Each step brings a choice to ponder. 

"There isn't but one like that."