Heroes

Long ago I was asked if I had any heroes. I thought a long time (and have ever since) and could only think of two, outside of my father. One was Gandhi, and the other was Nelson Mandella. Both for reasons I may write about later. I always knew I had others, but could never call their names to mind.

Today, while watching American Experience I realized another one is Ansel Adams. In a way both simple and profound, he is transcendent. There are others, many others who are worthy, even if we stay within the genre, but he's the one. For more than a few years, when I thought about what I wanted to do with my life, I thought about this image, or this one. Perhaps I still do.