Thank you for your kind thoughts.
I learned photography in the Army – one of the few good things about that horrible experience. They provided a free photolab complete with instructor (Rudi – who had been a combat photographer in the German Army in WWII – interesting guy) to try to keep the young riflemen out of the bars and whorehouses when we were temporarily in from humping the bush. Since I was already married, I had no interest in that stuff anyway and took them up on their offer.
I sent all my Army photos, medals, etc, to Tricky Dick as a one-man protest against the war, so I don’t have any of that stuff and don’t miss it. The pic posted above was one of my very first “civilian” photos.
The beautiful young woman you see there is now a totally helpless, brain damaged old lady – stroke victim – to whom I still devote my life. The “person” I married is no longer there, but I am a very lucky man to have been able to share my life with her for over 40 years.
I guess you are not a farmer. That's not corn.
Nice photo! Where is this and what are those buildings?