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Aug 6, 2018 12:07:06   #
Spirit Vision Photography Loc: Behind a Camera.
 
craig.j.tucker wrote:
A Sad and Disgusting Photography Story


I am 65-years-old. I bought my first camera at age 60.

I have lived on five Continents.

No photos.

I have lived in Valdez, Alaska and the great Alaska Penninsula where the great bears roam.

No Photos

I walked all the way from Barranquilla, Colombia to Peru throught the Andes Mountains.

No Photos

I guarded Rudolf Hess at Berlin’s Spandau Prison.

I adopted an orphaned kangaroo and we rode around in my jeep drinking XXXX beer.

I was a bodyguard in Rio de Janeiro.

I went AWOL and rode an elephant taxi into the Golden Triangle opium people.

And I lived in a tiny fishing village in the Philippines with the most toothy beautiful children

No Photos – No Photos – No Photos


And this makes me sick with myself.
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You have the memories. And you can start photographing and writing today.

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Aug 6, 2018 12:10:39   #
speters Loc: Grangeville/Idaho
 
craig.j.tucker wrote:
A Sad and Disgusting Photography Story


I am 65-years-old. I bought my first camera at age 60.

I have lived on five Continents.

No photos.

I have lived in Valdez, Alaska and the great Alaska Penninsula where the great bears roam.

No Photos

I walked all the way from Barranquilla, Colombia to Peru throught the Andes Mountains.

No Photos

I guarded Rudolf Hess at Berlin’s Spandau Prison.

I adopted an orphaned kangaroo and we rode around in my jeep drinking XXXX beer.

I was a bodyguard in Rio de Janeiro.

I went AWOL and rode an elephant taxi into the Golden Triangle opium people.

And I lived in a tiny fishing village in the Philippines with the most toothy beautiful children

No Photos – No Photos – No Photos


And this makes me sick with myself.
A Sad and Disgusting Photography Story br br br ... (show quote)

I,ll bet there are a lot of photos in your mind, they are the most priceless ones anyway!

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Aug 6, 2018 12:16:00   #
Sunnely Loc: Wisconsin
 
craig.j.tucker wrote:
A Sad and Disgusting Photography Story


I am 65-years-old. I bought my first camera at age 60.

I have lived on five Continents.

No photos.

I have lived in Valdez, Alaska and the great Alaska Penninsula where the great bears roam.

No Photos

I walked all the way from Barranquilla, Colombia to Peru throught the Andes Mountains.

No Photos

I guarded Rudolf Hess at Berlin’s Spandau Prison.

I adopted an orphaned kangaroo and we rode around in my jeep drinking XXXX beer.

I was a bodyguard in Rio de Janeiro.

I went AWOL and rode an elephant taxi into the Golden Triangle opium people.

And I lived in a tiny fishing village in the Philippines with the most toothy beautiful children

No Photos – No Photos – No Photos


And this makes me sick with myself.
A Sad and Disgusting Photography Story br br br ... (show quote)



All I can say is, you sure have a photographic memory. Be thankful to God for that.

Nowadays, some people 60 or even younger are, unfortunately, unable to remember what they had for breakfast, if they're coming or going, and always wondering who is that kind stranger roaming around the house (wife) making sure he is dressed nice and clean and partake 3 nourishing meals a day. At this stage in life, looking at past photos may no longer trigger the recall center as to who, where, why, and what they convey. No photos, no problem. No memory, big problem.

BTW, I grew up in the Philippines although closer to the farm land than the water. Tagged along with my older cousins with a couple of water buffaloes they used to till the land. We had no camera to take photos but had lots of hard but fun memories growing up.

From your clear recollection, I can visualize a photo of you having a good time with the "toothy beautiful children" of that tiny fishing village in the Philippines. (May I ask what province or part of the Philippines this village is?)

So, get up, get out, and regularly exercise that body and noggin' of yours by reading, writing, socializing, taking pictures and posting them here.

Take care.

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Aug 6, 2018 12:34:12   #
Blaster34 Loc: Florida Treasure Coast
 
1Feathercrest wrote:
You guarded Rudolf Hess years before you were even born? Simply amazing!


Don't know your history, do you?

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Aug 6, 2018 13:31:00   #
ldmarsh
 
The best photos are in your memory.

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Aug 6, 2018 14:37:26   #
jdedmonds
 
craig.j.tucker wrote:
A Sad and Disgusting Photography Story


I am 65-years-old. I bought my first camera at age 60.

I have lived on five Continents.

No photos.

I have lived in Valdez, Alaska and the great Alaska Penninsula where the great bears roam.

No Photos

I walked all the way from Barranquilla, Colombia to Peru throught the Andes Mountains.

No Photos

I guarded Rudolf Hess at Berlin’s Spandau Prison.

I adopted an orphaned kangaroo and we rode around in my jeep drinking XXXX beer.

I was a bodyguard in Rio de Janeiro.

I went AWOL and rode an elephant taxi into the Golden Triangle opium people.

And I lived in a tiny fishing village in the Philippines with the most toothy beautiful children

No Photos – No Photos – No Photos


And this makes me sick with myself.
A Sad and Disgusting Photography Story br br br ... (show quote)


I think the proclivity to take photographs may exist or not exist in greatly varying degrees in humans. For as long as I can remember I have had the same reaction whenever I see something unusual, beautiful, funny, tragic, interesting: I want to take a picture of it. Since I was about eleven or twelve (now 75) I have always had a camera of some sort, and I've always at least been aware that I may come upon something I will want to photograph at any time, any place; I've always been conscious of where my camera was and what I'd need to do to get to it. It is clear to me that Craig Tucker does not suffer from this same affliction (and, believe me, it most certainly can be an affliction). It may be that Craig has committed to memory much of what I have instead committed to photographs. I don't think this almost reflexive tendency to take a picture is related to anything basically artistic; I cannot for the life of me learn to draw, and the few (say about a hundred or so) really great images I've made have qualities that I did not see through the viewfinder, and did not consciously record. Is this blind luck? Probably. My only sibling, my older sister, has not to my knowledge ever taken a photograph and I don't think she has ever owned a camera; from this I conclude that the need to take pictures doesn't have much to do with the environment in which we grow up. It's a continuing mystery to me that I have a tangible need to take pictures, and I've never been able to connect this need to any rational source.

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Aug 6, 2018 15:34:06   #
BlueMorel Loc: Southwest Michigan
 
jdedmonds wrote:
I think the proclivity to take photographs may exist or not exist in greatly varying degrees in humans. ... My only sibling, my older sister, has not to my knowledge ever taken a photograph and I don't think she has ever owned a camera; from this I conclude that the need to take pictures doesn't have much to do with the environment in which we grow up. It's a continuing mystery to me that I have a tangible need to take pictures, and I've never been able to connect this need to any rational source.
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My Dad was the photographer in our family, and gave us all cameras at varying points in our lives. I was shooting by age 10, metering and setting f-stops by age 16 Mom took some photos but mostly of us kids once she started a family. Of we four kids, I'm the only one who photographs now, the only one who travels for vacations more than occasionally, the only one who has kids, the only one who is much interested in Dad's old photos or the ancestor photos (I post them on FB from time to time). I don't know, either, why me and not the others None of the children show a lot of interest, though they all have cameras, though they do take photos of what they're doing from time to time, and lots of my grandkids and their kids. I keep hoping someone will pick up my hobby, but hasn't happened yet.

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Aug 6, 2018 16:00:53   #
Kuzano
 
Live it or document it. Hard to do both. Which is better? I have a good memory and great visions of the places and people I did NOT photograph.

When I die, They both go away I suspect?

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Aug 6, 2018 16:46:59   #
Photocraig
 
BlueMorel wrote:
Some of my best photos were taken only with my mind. Yours are word pictures. With just a short narrative you have shown us your colorful life, leaving us with pictures in our minds. Keep on writing!


Blue expresses my sentiments, exactly! I'd love to read as much as you want to write about any of those experiences. Besides, folks with our first name have amazing expressive capabilities.
Smile.
Craig

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Aug 6, 2018 16:53:03   #
Dirtmama834 Loc: Hurricane, Utah
 
Well write a book then. And when you get to a part that really needs a picture you have the perfect excuse to go back. It sounds like your travels are those that should be in a book. Describe those places well and we will not need pictures.

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Aug 6, 2018 17:24:27   #
jjanovy Loc: Lincoln, Nebraska
 
Forget being sick at yourself and start writing your memoirs. A page a day gets you a book in a year.

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Aug 6, 2018 18:52:53   #
jeffwheels
 
Just a stupid idea - but why not create a file with photos others took that really represent your experiences. There's bound to be thousands to choose from at some of your destinations. Just a thought.

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Aug 6, 2018 19:03:57   #
Haydon
 
You cannot change your past but you can with your present and this will affect your future. How about a new leaf in life so your glass isn't half empty.

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Aug 6, 2018 19:04:40   #
steve36
 
You had me going, and I went to Wikipedia to find out about Rudolf Hess (how could you, born in 1953, have had any connection with a figure from WW2?) and I found out he was 93, imprisoned for life at Spandau, when he died by suicide in 1987. Wow!
I doubt if they would have let you take his picture and doubt if he would have been worth looking at, though I guess he wasn't a bad-looking man for a war criminal.
I hope you're carrying a camera now!

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Aug 6, 2018 19:27:28   #
pila
 
craig.j.tucker wrote:
A Sad and Disgusting Photography Story


I am 65-years-old. I bought my first camera at age 60.

I have lived on five Continents.

No photos.

I have lived in Valdez, Alaska and the great Alaska Penninsula where the great bears roam.

No Photos

I walked all the way from Barranquilla, Colombia to Peru throught the Andes Mountains.

No Photos

I guarded Rudolf Hess at Berlin’s Spandau Prison.

I adopted an orphaned kangaroo and we rode around in my jeep drinking XXXX beer.

I was a bodyguard in Rio de Janeiro.

I went AWOL and rode an elephant taxi into the Golden Triangle opium people.

And I lived in a tiny fishing village in the Philippines with the most toothy beautiful children

No Photos – No Photos – No Photos


And this makes me sick with myself.
A Sad and Disgusting Photography Story br br br ... (show quote)


I strongly recommend eBay and postcards. Preserve your collection and write your stories.
Congratulations. Redux your favorite spots. I am Ten years older than you. I have lost a lot of
Photos. What was it like to guard R. Hess?

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