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Tom is (one of) my father-in-law’s (#5) oldest friend; they met the year I was born, 1970. They went to college together at the University of Wisconsin, in Madison (go Bucky Badger!), along with Kathy (#384), Matt (#135) , Tom (#385). That band have been “together” ever since. Tom now lives in Minneapolis, where he brokers the purchase and sale of exotic rugs from the Middle East. Apparently, he’s really good at it. He always has a twinkle in his eye - literally - usually accompanied by a mischievous smile. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in anything other that a black T-shirt.
Reblogging because Tom is the first face I’ve posted to the Project in a long while, and it feels good to get back to it, even for a short time before school starts up again. I’ve been feeling the shooting bug of late. I’m psyched to have opportunities to shoot Meghan, Amy and Kally (all again), and to see what I can capture in Trinidad when I’m not running behind offspring and resisting the urge to shoot another typically beautiful Caribbean sunset.
Who wants to be in the Thousand? Drop me a line.
