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Appleby
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On Memorial Day our family was invited to a Watchfire, which historically speaking is the campfire built to call the soldiers home from the field, but today is a fire in which American flags that are worn out or damaged are given a properly Constitutional burning. This was the first Memorial Day on which my Veteran father was gone from us, and I wanted to get some photos to send to my sisters who could not be there, and to frame.
Unfortunately, every time I aimed the camera, as you will note in the photo below, a fat-faced boy jumped into the frame. After the second ruined shot I yelled at him to get the heck out of my shot, and his mother or somebody jerked him out of the way.
Is there some better way to deal with the Hambone Child of a stranger?
Unfortunately, every time I aimed the camera, as you will note in the photo below, a fat-faced boy jumped into the frame. After the second ruined shot I yelled at him to get the heck out of my shot, and his mother or somebody jerked him out of the way.
Is there some better way to deal with the Hambone Child of a stranger?