I’m the oldest of four girls – three of us separated by two years, and the youngest born when I was thirteen. For the thirteen years before Ellie joined us, Liz was the “original” youngest child. She didn’t take that responsibility lightly! Nope, she kicked, clawed, and bit her way through the abuse of us older kids and, accordingly, grew up to be a fine young woman.
Just recently, Liz graduated with a BA in Social Anthropology from the prestigious Lewis and Clark College in Portland, OR. They had a nice outdoor ceremony that allowed me to test my 70-200 f2.8L lens under less-than-ideal lighting conditions (ugh, hot noon sun). With limited range of motion in the bleachers, I still managed to get a few decent shots. It’s so much nicer to be able to move around!
At the reception, Liz was happy to model for some commemorative graduation portraits while I played with my (then-new) 50mm 1.4. Her graduation was quite literally the first chance I’d had to use the lens… I’d just purchased it the night before. So, while I broke in my gear, Liz broke in her new status as a post-college professional.
We’re all so proud of you, Liz! I would even have a tear in my eye if I hadn’t already established myself as the “mean” older sister. 😉 But as fair warning to the world… if you’re mean to Liz, she may just put tacks in your bed to get back at you. (True story.)
Look out, here she comes!