Dude... maybe, just MAYBE... your torture is over.
Nick Vesely has been paying visits to me since he was nine years old.
Time after time, most likely against his will, the young man was dragged along side of little sis Lizzie as his mother wanted more than just the run-of-the-mill school pictures for her kids.
And while I could tell that it probably wasn't his FAVORITE thing to do, I could tell that Nick knew it was important to his mom... and out of respect to her... he put up with me.
After awhile, I think Nick knew that I would try to keep his agony to a minimum (within reason) and while it wasn't cool to admit it publicly... he adored his little sis like a big brother always should.
Seven and a half years have passed since young Mr. Vesely first stepped foot in our studio, and while I'm not sure whether it was looked on as a "good" thing... it was his turn to have the day all to himself... his senior session.
Days like this are becoming more and more frequent in the last year or two, it seems, as I'm becoming increasingly baffled at the fact that THIS or THAT person is actually a SENIOR. And this was one of those moments.
Obviously a relationship had been forged with the Veselys after many-a-session over the years. Mama Sherri informed me that she STILL proudly displays our work in her home and at her office... and while she may have spent more than many of her counterparts did on pictures of her kids over the years... the continued comments she gets, even to this day about her displays makes it worth every dime.
That made me feel good.
So it was fun to catch up with Nick and Dr. Vesely one more time.
Nick walked in and showed me his outfits and one spin around our images tells me one thing for sure. Dude likes plaid.
No fewer than 3 of the four outfits he brought were plaider than plaid, and so my marching orders were in place... keep the backgrounds simple!
In addition Nick had brought me a sweet Porsche' Carrera 911 to show off for his session. Sometimes you do stuff just because... and this was one of those moments. I can't recall ever having a Porsche' here in the 20 years I've been doing this, so that was cool.
All that aside... the majority of the session was just old friends gabbing. Talking all things South Tama... and even a little East Marshall (since Nick had spent a year of high school there, too). What was CONFIRMED for me though, during the session... was something I had always known... and I wasn't afraid to tell Nick...
He has the coolest mom ever.
Sure she's a doctor... and she's easy to strike up a conversation with. But where things differ here is that in her FREE time... is she knitting? going to card club? heading up the PTA? While I don't know the answers to those types of questions is NO for sure... what I DO know is that she has, and will continue to ROCK OUT with the best of them.
The list of acts that this woman has head banged to would put even the hardest of hardcore teens to shame... and she's not going to babysit or keep an eye on her kid... she's going to rock out with her smock out. So whether it's Five Finger Death Punch, Korn, Skillet, Disturbed or the Hollywood Undead... I know this much... if they are playing... Nick is in. And so is his mom.
So when I told him he had the coolest mom on the planet... Nick smiled... looked down... and said... "I get that a lot."
Dr. Sherri smiled... I smiled. And I thought... despite putting up with all the torture and killin' him with the mom stuff over the years, Nick wasn't so bad himself.
Not bad at all.
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