This is the photo that my dad carried around in his wallet. It's from when he was in the army, stationed in Germany, where he learned some basic photography and darkroom skills between assignments. It is a photo he made himself - from the camera to the print. Needless to say, it's an important artifact for me given the few that remain. I used to carry it around in my wallet until it and I accidentally got wet while crossing a stream and I realized how ephemeral this thing was. Unlike a diamond or cuff links, or whatever it is that fathers pass along to their sons, I've come to cherish this mysterious, fleeting image of a dog with some sheep on the road in a foreign land.
