Photography can pose moral dilemmas. When does one shoot, and when does one put the camera down? Recently, I had to choose whether or not I should chronicle the passing of someone who had become my friend. He was a man who stood tall in my neighborhood. Strong and robust. But life was not good to him, and there came a day when he began to fade. I had photographed him when he was at his best, and I shot him again as he began to deteriorate. We spent some time together off and on, and I shot him again. And again. By the end, he was nothing more than a twisted relic of the man he once was. And then, he was gone. I have chosen to chronicle his passing in a small gallery. WARNING: This is not for the faint of heart. But it is reality, and it is something we all must accept. The photographs are here: http://www.photo.net/photodb/folder?folder_id=705004
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