To my uncle who played an important roll in my development into a professional photographer.
I used to drive to his house in NJ a few times a year and spend the weekend in the darkroom printing images.
Then staying up 1/2 the night talking about how I could make the images better.
To my Abuela who helped me afford to build a darkroom of my own.
She lived to 99 and was a Feisty Son Of A Gun.