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NTHS Scrimmage

The day started out ominously as the gray skies warned of rain. I parked my car and approached the sidelines with my camera gear and was welcomed by a few errant rain drops. The skies darkened and within minutes and with my camera safely tucked under a raincoat, the skies opened up. A deluge ensued that lasted 15-minutes. Great weather for football; not so much for photography.

The first game is away at Jamestown High School in Jamestown, NY. Jamestown has lights and this will be a night game. The Lumberjacks hosted Grand Island High School and Riverside High School. Enjoy the photos. There’s many more to come as I document the season as the Jack’s make a run for a championship season.

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This young man had some amazing moves. Unfortunately the players defending him had better moves.

NTHS  Practice-33That’s my son Stephen or as he’s known by his nickname “Kujo.” In case you were wondering, he received the nickname from his little league football coach. The coach decided his tenacity and perseverance was consistent with that of the dog in the Stephen King novel.

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That’s Kujo again. He leads the defense and breaks the huddle.

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Kyle Schreve. One half of the Schreve brothers on the offensive line. These boys make  it difficult for defenders to penetrate.

NTHS  Practice-120Beautiful catch for a touchdown!

NTHS  Practice-221The Lumberjacks hope to make it farther into the playoffs this year.

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Pops

Nancy and I visited her dad at the nursing home yesterday evening. he’s looking more alert. The change in medication proved successful as he has been more awake and attentive. Before the medication change he slept throughout the day.

My grandmother passed away two years ago in the same nursing home. Since that time I found it difficult to return. She was a resident of a local nursing home for several months. During that time I had only taken my camera there on one occasion. I told myself “I didn’t want to remember her that way.” Seeing my father-in-law and making the photographs for a book for my wife I have been taught a valuable lesson. That lesson is to respect what what I have now and to live life to its fullest. For me living life to it’s fullest is the ability to give back in some way. Each year I give away photography packages to those family’s who might otherwise not be able to afford a family portrait. Make-A-Wish is one opf my favorite charities with which to work. I truly enjoy the smile on the faces of the kids when they become the focus of such positive attention.

My father-in-law suffers from Alzheimer’s. He does not recognize me when I visit. There have been occasions when, after looking away from I returned see his eyes locked on my face. I’m sure he’s trying to identify who I am. I’m not sure he recognizes anyone, at least consistently. His mind, once sharp, is now dulled by the disease.

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Nancy is the hair and makeup artist in the family. She often provides that assistance at photo shoots. Nancy also makes sure her father is shaved and has a haircut. He is lucky to have his wife and children provide adjunct care.

Getting a haircut.

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Pops

7th Annual Carly’s Crossing

On October 19, 1999, just a few weeks after complaining of headaches, 8-year-old Carly Collard Cottone was diagnosed with medulloblastoma – an aggressive form of brain cancer. Three days later, the tumor was removed. Carly began radiation treatment at Roswell Park Cancer Institute soon after.

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Unfortunately, this was not the first time Carly was touched by cancer. She lost both of her biological parents–Tony and Judie Cottone–to cancer during the first seven years of her life. But Carly faced her own battle with cancer with amazing courage and optimism. After all, she had goals and dreams–to go to a Backstreet Boys concert and grow up to become an interior decorator. Nothing was going to slow down this little girl who had so much living to do.

Throughout her fight, Carly was very appreciative of the support she received from her family members and friends. As a way of showing her appreciation, she decided early on in her treatment that she wanted to help other kids who were also battling cancer. Thus, Carly’s Club was born. With the love and support of her adoptive parents, Chuck and Carole Ann Collard, Carly was able to fulfill her dream of helping other families touched by the disease.

Sadly, Carly lost her hard-fought struggle with the disease in August of 2002. Little did she know the positive impact that Carly’s Club would have on the lives of the thousands of children diagnosed with cancer each year.

Carly created a beautiful legacy – and you can help us continue it for all children diagnosed with cancer, and to offer support to families across Western New York. Thank you for your generosity to help find cures and save lives!

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Many thanks to the hundreds of swimmers, volunteers and supporters who made Carly’s Crossing 2009 another successful year! More than 300 swimmers turned out to Gallagher Beach on Sunday, August 16, to dive in and show their support for pediatric cancer research and patient care at Roswell Park Cancer Institute. Special thanks to Olympic swimmer Kara Lynn Joyce, who swam in the 600-yard course with our top fundraisers, cheered on our swimmers and made the day extra special! Read more about Carly’s Crossing 2009 in this article from The Buffalo News.

On Being Mindful and Managing Change

Last Sunday I published a post called “Change.” My post today is a follow-up to that post. The past month has seen me initiate a large change and the past several months have seen repeated change. I’m not a fan of that much change but when I look at the change I’ve experienced I can only think if I manage it appropriately it will be good for me in the long run. All of these changes are positive for me. Difficult in some cases but positive.

Mindfulness or being mindful is what has allowed me to successfully manage difficult, sometimes unpredictable times in my life. That includes the change I have experienced. Wednesday has been an important, significant day of the week. What is the significance you ask? Wednesday marks the half-way point through the week and the weekend begins to become visible.  It made sense to publish a post on Wednesday as I try to publish on the weekends as well. Mindfulness is not a virtue with which we are born but a virtue that we cultivate through effort and introspection.

I like this passage from Jean Smith’s book, “The Beginners Guide to Cultivating Mindfulness.” I find myself going back to this passage when my practice becomes difficult.We can practice developing mindfulness—and other skillful qualities—at any moment in our lives, but setting aside specific time to cultivate it is extremely effective. Many people have found that unless they reserve such time, it is difficult—especially in the beginning—to develop this quality. Cultivating mindfulness through meditation is like cultivating physical fitness. You go to the gym, where you exercise in order to strengthen and train your body, so that you will be strong no matter where you are. In the same way, you can create particular spaces and times in your life to train in mindfulness. At the gym, when you are training your body, that is the only thing you are doing—you are not driving a car or reading or eating. The same is true for awakening and strengthening mindfulness meditation.”

So what’s with this mindfulness stuff? Those who know me well know I have a special place in my heart for introspection. In this day and age where the Internet has allowed us to inspect the lives of others and become voyeuristic,  we spend almost no time working toward the improvement of ourselves. We do find it easy on the other hand to point fingers at others and insist we know what is wrong with them and what they need to change. We do this often and without knowledge but by making assumptions. I love sunsets almost as much as I love sunrises. A sunset is special to me as it marks the end of the day, a time to slow down and take stock of what I did, what I didn’t do and what I need to do to make tomorrow a better day.

Niagara River Sunset

Mindfulness or being mindful is a term which is most closely associated with the practice of Buddhism. Mindfulness consists of paying attention to an experience from moment to moment. More directly it describes the ability to become one with an experience. Photography is one of those activities for me that helps to cultivate mindfulness. When I have a camera in my hands it’s like an extension of my body. I see things differently and see things I might not have seen previously. Life seems to slow down and my thought process becomes more clear.

This past month has offered me the opportunity for change. I was offered a position with another company. A position that will allow me to increase the free time I have to focus on my photography. The sunset marks the end of the day knowing a new day will dawn.

I hope everyone enjoys this post and photo as much as I enjoyed writing it and taking the photo. Please leave a comment for me. I love to read them and know what you think. Thanks for reading.

Happy Father’s Day!

Happy Father’s Day to all the father’s out there. I know this post is a day late but the way I look at it every day should be Father’s Day. I haven’t forgotten about the mother’s out there either. I think every day should be Mother’s Day.

I love my dad and am thankful for the direction he has given to me over the years. He taught me more than he will ever know and I am thankful for those lessons.

I was one of those “learn the hard way” kids. He was one of those parents who allowed me to learn valuable life lessons the hard way. I hated him for that but my anger and frustration was a direct result of me not understanding what he was doing and why what he was trying to teach me was an important lesson to learn. I was also one of those kids who said, “I’ll never be like my Dad when I grow up.” Of course this was said in respect to his parenting ability or as I saw it as a child his “parenting inabilities.” My Dad would always say to me, “You’ll never understand until you get married and have your own kids.” Unfortunately he was right. Thanks Dad for those hard learned and hard earned lessons.

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Today was special for me. My kids are growing up and I know all too soon they won’t be there anymore. They’ll move on with their lives and do great things. I cherish each day with them and sit back and quietly smile as they achieve greatness in their own ways.

My kids got me the greatest gifts; themselves. Thanks to both of you for being who you are. Just don’t ever forget who you are and don’t ever let anyone else tell you who you should be. My daughter also gave me a Tim Horton’s gift card. She knows what I like. Thanks Marissa! My son gave me a Converse gift card. New Chucks! The best part of my son’s gift was the handmade card. That means so much more to me specially coming from a 16 year-old than any store bought card. The thought. The words. I feel blessed to have such a great family. My wife gave me the greatest card ever. Thanks honey for supporting me in everything [well, almost everything] I do. I love you!

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To my Dad: Happy Father’s Day Dad! Thanks for all of the conversations we had, thanks for just listening. Thanks for reminding me of my priorities and thanks for letting me learn the hard way. You pushed me in more ways than you’ll ever know and for that I am grateful. thanks for letting me know how proud of me you are. I love you! To all the father’s out there, Happy Father’s Day!