A short journey down the road today took me to another small town in rural America that needs to be photographed and preserved in time.  I think of the history of the town and its people.  Everything that is man made was made by someone, someones mother or father, someone loved there, loved there and dreamed there. And it is my small hope that the photographs that I make will some how preserve the dreams.  Enjoy the new edition of my black and white fine art images.