People

I was hired to photograph a hospital event. A little boy in a wagon smiled at me. A week later, Grandpa called with news that changed how I see everything.

A dying man in a storage closet taught me more about faith than any church ever did. This is the story of Ralph.

I went to South Phoenix to photograph buildings. I met a young man standing by my truck instead. That conversation changed how I see people.

A young man out of jail kept telling me about someone named Albert. I stopped by the shelter to meet him. That visit changed the trajectory of my giving.