This moment changed our lives forever

A long day of marshalling for the USA Cycling National Championships with nearly 1,000 individual riders competing in the championship time trials had come to an end.  We had escorted  the last two para-cyclists and they had crossed the finish line; NC DOT had removed all the lane cones and were in the process of dismantling all the barricades; our motorcycle colleagues had long since departed for the comfort of their hotels in Winston-Salem; the shadows were long…

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Twelve faces of pain from the 2014 Winston-Salem Cycling Classic

[portfolio_slideshow width=560] The purpose of this small documentary project was to capture the facial expressions of a sample group of riders as reflected in their level of physical exertion.  We chose twelve, but one we photographed has a countenance that is complacent and poised -- see if you can find her. Athletes drew from the depths of their physical prowess (and cycling skills) to place and win, or even to finish. Congratulations to all the competitive athletes who traveled from all…

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I don’t understand how anyone could grin all the time, but apparently she did …

I attended a memorial service yesterday for some one that I did not know.  It was perhaps the first time in my life that I had ever done so. My first touch of reality with this individual was an Avery County newspaper that I picked up on my way home for Christmas, at a gas convenience station at the foot of Grandfather Mountain.  In front of the cash register where I paid the clerk for…

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