I got to hang out with my step-dad, Paul, this past Sunday, and we smoked cigars on my front porch before he went home. After I finished my stogie I couldn't help grabbing my camera to take his portrait. I think he was expecting me to tell him when I was ready, but I just clicked off the last three frames on the roll as I saw fit. This was my favorite because I think it really displays the strong but weary figure of a man who's worked a physical job for over thirty years.