I loved my uncle Jesse very much. He passed away in December, and we all miss him quite a bit.When I was looking through my pictures today, to decide what to post, I found a couple of my uncle taken at the same time and at the same place as The More Things Change. I thought that I would let you all see the man who was like a second father to me in many ways, and a man who was my friend.
I would be remiss, however, if I didn’t show off my other uncle too. My uncle Eugene has been as big of an influence as Jesse was. I love him just as much. Both of my uncles are fun-loving men. Until recently, Eugene still had a motorcycle!
I would post a picture of my mom going “vroom” too, but I would fear for my life. I will leave that one to your imaginations.
Last year, my company sponsored a photography contest where the prize was that the winning pictures would be enlarged and put on the walls of our office. Well, I happened to have just purchased a new handy dandy camera, and thought to myself, “I should give it a go” (which has been a recurring theme in my life over the last year or so).
The picture I entered was this:
The reason that I love this picture so much is that it reminds us of the ever true saying, “plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose”, or “the more things change, the more they stay the same”. So I chose the obvious for the name of this piece: “The more things change…”.
And yes, my entry is now on the wall at my office.