Heading south to Virginia from Maine for Thanksgiving, Hannah and I spend the night in south Jersey at the home of our friends, Rich and Mary. Rich is a friend from our years as students at Arizona State University.
He and I met the first week of the fall semester in 1969 at Irish Hall. Both Jersey boys, we had no idea he was from the town (Hawthorne) right next to Fair Lawn, where I grew up. After college he returned to “Joisey” and created a career based on his love and talents as a photographer. Now an accomplished wedding photographer, he makes it his mission to put the bride in the best light on her special day and to make her wedding day the best it can be. (As politically incorrect as it may be, I believe it’s all about the bride on the wedding day.)
Rich is a “having a beer” kind of guy who keeps it real. So my gift to him is an ASU shirt to remember where our friendship all began: Go Sun Devils.
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