Jon is taken out, with extreme prejudice, by Max Bernstein and Brandon Dickason during an unseasonably warm end-of-fall weekender in Port Clyde, 2002.
At this point, mainly a photoblog of my life. Tangible evidence that I exist and that I've ever done anything is scant, since I haven't owned a camera until very recently, and have to depend on the shutterbug tendencies of others.
