December of 2009 at 8:00 AM I get a call from a dear friend. He says "Mark I need you to take some photographs of my son's family, he hasn't seen his family in for months since he is in Iraq."
His son left for Iraq before his third child was born.
We set an appointment for the next day at the studio. A young woman with 3 little children came to the studio with grandpa.
During the session the oldest child was not feeling so well and grandpa had to hold him while I photographed the mother and baby. I was so grateful grandpa was there because he know exactly how to make his grandson feel better. When it came time to photograph the oldest with his mother, grandpa could make him smile even though his was not feeling his best.
I told my friend that I would have images for him and his daughter-in-law to view tomorrow morning.
Actually I had them done in a few hours since I knew it would take more time to ship them to Iraq in time for Christmas.
I sent an email to my friend telling him how he could view the images. A few minutes later he responded with an email with a one line note saying "I can't stop crying."
Two days later the images were printed and ready to ship to Iraq in plenty of time to get there for Christmas.
I received another email for my friend
"Mark
I opened the photos of my grand children and was overcome with tears of joy! The day of the shoot, my grandson was ucharateristically unhappy. But your uncanny ability to prepare your subject and your artful eye, again delivered photos that exceeded my expectations by miles. You are truly a master of the art of photography!
Grateful for your remarkabel talent!"
About a month later I received this email from the son in Iraq.
"Sir,
You have done a fine job and I cant tell you how much I appreciate it. I look at those photo's every day. They are what gets me through. So take pride in what you do sir, because it inspires me constantly!
Thanks Again"
This is a touching story and I want to tell you to never put off getting portraits done of your family. They will inspire you and touch you in ways you never thought possible.
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Photograph of the son's bunk in Iraq. |
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Actual portrait on son's bunk |