The real reason I love photography... I had the good fortune and pleasure of spending time with this beautiful woman in Mexico. We were there to build a house for her and her family. At the end of the day she invited us to dinner (I was told later that she had spent nearly a week’s wages to feed us). We sat chatting about the day and her life in Mexico. I still remember her smile. It electrified a room already warmed by her generosity, and we feasted on the best chicken mole I’ve ever had.
