Watching George Forss at the parade, I saw that unlike me, who was rushing up and down the street switching lens and wearing myself out in the heat, George focuses on one thing and tries to capture a telling image of it. He explained this to me, and I got it. I didn’t take 200 photos of the parade, I took three or four. We’ve all seen the images of the flags and marchers, but it is in the face of this child that you can see the meaning of a parade. I’m putting up a Memorial Day Album on Facebook, photos from the weekend – chickens, flowers, Bedlam Corners Store salvation, George’s gallery, and the parade. Simon also. Come and see.