Remembrance Day.

I went out yesterday to make some pictures at the Remembrance Day Ceremony at the Memorial Park Cenotaph in Calgary. It really was a great day, although a tad on the cold side for my taste. One of the chaps in the kilt was shaking quite a bit in the cold, looked like he was on the verge of coming down with hypothermia. I also met a great guy named Peter Rose who had been coming to the Cenotaph every year of his life, and whose dad was a commanding officer in WWII. It was a very special day for him, saying how remembered when the tanks rolled down the streets on Remembrance Day, I was very happy to be able to speak to him.

Here they are, with some basketball shots coming up tommorrow, time to get blogging again!
On another note as well, I am moving away from Calgary to take up the position as staff photographer at the Delta Optimist and Richmond News, two twice-weekly community newspapers back in my neck of the woods, just south of beautiful Vancouver, B.C.

Calgary, AB-20061111-.As people lay poppies on the Cenotaph at Memorial Park after the Remembrance Day Ceremony there David Rose, 60, stands to pay his respects. The park has a special meaning to him on Remembrance Day as his father was a commanding officer in World War Two, and he has come to the ceremony at the Cenotaph for the past 59 years of his life.