Randy and I were both born and raised in Northern Utah. As young men, we frequented the same haunts, and for a few years both lived in the same bucolic mountain ranching community of Morgan Valley. But it wasn’t until decades later, in Phoenix, that we actually met.
Randy came by the studio with his Taylor this week, and we shared a splendid evening listening to music, sipping pinot and making pictures.
That is my dad. Really awesome photos. I hope to have mine done someday.