Was It A Big Mistake?

I have been asked to and hurry up and tell more, so here is part 7 of our series about us.

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After working in a studio for a while I started thinking that this whole photography thing might have been a mistake.  Spending all day in the dark, or with crying babies and weekends at weddings wasn’t very exciting.  So one fall I decided to make a change.  I quit my job and went back to school to study business.  Having the contacts that I had made in photography I was able to get part time work on the weekends doing weddings, portraits and an occasional golf tournament.  Those things helped pay for school.  Then one day when I was walking across campus I met the band director who I had known in high school.  A few days later we talked again and he offered me a music scholarship to play my trumpet.  Things just got a lot more fun and cheaper too!

You know how those funny things seem to happen?  One day during my second quarter  I went into a class and looked over and saw someone that I used to know from when I was in photography school, and Jeff wasn’t someone that you could miss when he walked into a room.  When I had know Jeff he was studing something else but was rooming with a photography student.  Now we were both in the business department so we had a lot of classes together.  Many an afternoon was spent at the lake between classes or in the computer lab.  After I graduated I didn’t see Jeff until about 10 years or so ago when he walked into our studio and said hello.  I recognized the voice from my past, but I had no idea who he was.  I think he was less than half the size he had been when I had known him in school.  He is an accountant now and lives in Las Vegas.  A few years ago when I was out for a conferance we went out to eat and see some sites.  We tried to go to the pawn shop where they film “Pawn Stars”.  It is supposed to be open 24 hours, however, we learned it’s not always 24 hours in a row.  So I at least got my picture in the parking lot.

Just as I was about to graduate I got a phone call from my old roommate who worked at Sea Island Photography.  Over the winter they had changed ownership and were needing some part time help.  I figured this was a sign, we had vacationed at St. Simons all of my life and I loved it, so I went down for an interview.  A few weeks later I loaded everything I could in my car and moved down to St. Simons Island.  I was going back into photography full time, only this time things would be different.