The fifth of five siblings, Austin's had finally gotten around to HIS session... But I couldn't help but think of the past. Starting with the oldest sibling Randi, who got things started last CENTURY in 1997 when the now hairstylist extraordinaire kicked off the Critchfield quintet with flair... sitting up on a fence with her sunglasses up on her long locks.
A couple years later, left-handed slugger sister Jaime was in to begin what was the first of a long line of David Lee coached Comets to trust Stewart Photography with their senior images.
The millennium ended, and little cutie, Jordan was next in line. Sportin' her Bobcat swag and bringin' both her sisters in for a sibling image... it was an amazing day.
It was then an eight year gap before "The Rev" Tyler came to see me as part of the BCLUW class of 2011. The first Critchfield fella left a lasting impression with his engaging personality and his love for the Lord.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little melancholy when Austin and his mother, Deb came in last week. It was the end of the line... the last one... I made sure to thank them for their families loyalty... There's so many options out there nowadays... and yet... one after another... they ALL made the trek to Montour.
How cool is that?
Awesome in my book.
Austin told me right out of the gate that he had no requests... and he looked me in the eye and said it all...
"I trust ya."
So Austin, Deb and I were off to avoid the mud and capture what little winter that was left... and I was happy with what we got. I razzed Austin that I had an opportunity to be in Chicago for the Big 10 basketball tournament... or in Omaha for the opening of Taylor Swift's RED Tour... and what did I choose? Of course... like most of my life... I put work ahead of play... and Mr. Critchfield won out. And it's probably a good thing because yearbook/newspaper and composite deadlines are looming BIG TIME, right?!?
Regardless.. I just wanted to thank the Critchfields one more time for what I thought was an amazing run. I don't see it very often... and it didn't go unappreciated.... for sure.
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