Yesterday, I decided I needed to get out of the house and miraculously, there was a a photo walk being organized in downtown Lancaster. Okay, I may have known about it for like a week, but either way I needed to talk with actual people instead of the usual internet kind. I've never personally gone to an organized photo walk before. There were times I've almost went to a couple, but life happens and they've never been able to work out. This time though, despite car troubles, it did work out. Despite being relatively awkward, I think it went well. I met a couple of people, including this guy named Ron who wasn't even apart of the event. He told me about how he and his ex wife, who was a photographer in the film days, used to go places to shoot and he would help her out while she would then reciprocate by helping him occasionally take some photos. You could see the sadness in his eyes as well as hear it in his voice. I didn't want to push anything by asking more about their relationship, but you could tell it had a lasting impact on him. I love the way photography can bring people together like that, even if it does bring about some painful memories...