I went to a small high school in New Jersey called Peddie. There were less than 550 students, and many of us lived in dormitories on campus. Each year before the holidays, there was a Vespers service in the school chapel. In 1983, my photography teacher, Noah Hotchkiss, suggested I go up to the balcony with my camera on a tripod and a cable release to work the shutter. This photo is the result. I think about Mr. Hotchkiss when I see this photo, and I wish he was still around so I could thank him. He was an excellent teacher and a kind, humble man.
I enjoyed seeing this photo again. Where would we be without those special teachers, mentors and friends who share unconditionally?
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