I'm always asked how I got into photography. It really wasn't something I planned, it just happened. Although I do believe it was God's plan for my life. In 1967, my Dad retired from a career in the Air Force just a few months before I graduated from Highland High School in Albuquerque. He moved to Dallas to take a job with the Federal Government, leaving my Mom and I in Albuquerque until I graduated. She and I then followed my dad to Dallas.
While I was in high school, I had always thought I would go to the University of New Mexico. But by the time we moved to Dallas, I had been drafted into the military. There wasn't enough time to get into a university in Texas since I was supposed to report by that September 1967. I realized I would have go into the military. I chose the U.S Air Force. I enlisted in Dallas and was driven on a bus to Lackland AFB in San Antonio, Texas for basic training. After completion of basic training I received my orders that I would be a photographer and I was stationed at McDill AFB in Tampa, Florida assigned to the 836th Combat Support Group. More to come...
While I was in high school, I had always thought I would go to the University of New Mexico. But by the time we moved to Dallas, I had been drafted into the military. There wasn't enough time to get into a university in Texas since I was supposed to report by that September 1967. I realized I would have go into the military. I chose the U.S Air Force. I enlisted in Dallas and was driven on a bus to Lackland AFB in San Antonio, Texas for basic training. After completion of basic training I received my orders that I would be a photographer and I was stationed at McDill AFB in Tampa, Florida assigned to the 836th Combat Support Group. More to come...
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