B&W Photojournalism: Barberton, Ohio
I met Mike at a corporate retreat a few years ago. He and his wife Peggy flew me out to Ohio to take some family photos. His Great Aunt and Uncle were celebrating their 70th wedding anniversary so the entire family was getting together.
I asked if there was anything specific he was looking for. He said “Nope, just capture what you see.” THIS. IS. MY. DREAM. JOB.
May I present . . . the Wigh/Epner Family!
Uncle Jim & Aunt Fran in front of their home.
Chatting about the drunken festivities the evening before.
This is Mike.
Mike’s dad Paul kept trying to take pictures of me. Not if I beat you to it!!!
Uncle Jim’s chair.
He was talking about farts. Ha!
The basement workshop, where Uncle Jim spends a lot of time making crafts and doing other fun stuff.
Aunt Fran & Uncle Jim’s 70th Anniversary Party! I still can’t get over it.
Their original wedding attire from 1942. I won’t lie, I wanted to try the dress on!
The party was a great opportunity to see old friends.
During the slideshow. I was in tears too! 70 years worth of memories.
Ron & Francy’s home, where the family usually congregates for festivities.
I love the dynamic of homes when the door is always unlocked, and there are always people coming and going.
Ron & Francy preparing some yummyness.
In the garden. They’re favorite spot.
Uncle Jim watching a corn hole match. This family takes corn hole VERY seriously.
Paul would bust out his accordion every opportunity he got!
Big smiles are hereditary in this family.
Sisters. Can you tell?
I went to hang out at Carol’s home the next morning. Someone came for a visit!
Lunch at Al’s Corner Restaurant. Authentic Hungarian food. SO GOOD.
Uncle Jim aka John G. Wigh, served in the army during Battle of the Bulge, WWII. 21st tank battalion, 1945.
This is what I think family pictures should be – Timeless. Real. Capturing those in between moments.
The Wigh and Epners have already said that it’s ok for me to come back for Christmas. Not to take pictures, but apparently I’m “in” with family now. I can be like their adopted kid from China . . . except I’m from San Francisco.
If anyone else likes, I’d be happy to spend a couple days with YOUR family. This is truly my dream job.