If I ever write an auto-biography, this story most likely will be there. It is a story about my life I thought you might find interesting. Many times when I tell my stories, people say, “You should write a book about that.” So, here’s a start…

1973 Minnesota -- When I was in college I took many photographs. I worked for the school newspaper and yearbook. In addition to taking photos, I worked in the darkroom. I probably process more film for other people than I did for myself, because I enjoyed developing film and printing photos. I worked with black and white, because at that time color processing was beyond the reach of our school budget.

My favorite picture was a picture of a big old house and a leaf-less tree. What made the image so remarkable was the ice and sun. That morning we had a very heavy frost. The temperature was right around freezing and there was a very gentle breeze leisurely traversing campus.

An eerie fog rolled in along with a light mist in the air. The water vapor froze instantly on everything it touched, leaving a thin layer of crystal clear ice behind. Just as the sun came over the horizon it radiated through the tree above the house and created one of the most amazing sights created by nature I ever have seen. In addition to the radiant branches framing a glimmering ball of fire, I saw a rainbow above the house. I had my camera with me and quickly snapped a picture of the awesome and majestic scene.

Unfortunately, I had black and white film in my camera. Even though the black and white image was amazing, color file would have captured infinite levels of majesty and beauty. I ran to the newspaper office to grab a camera with color film, but when I returned less than two minutes later, the ice had melted and the event was gone forever.

Even though that picture has long since disappeared, I still have the memory of that beautiful view.