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Growing up, we cheered for the New York Yankees. Especially when they played the Boston Red Sox. Especially on those game days.

Now, as an adult, I ‘ve had many opportunities to visit the city of my childhood rivals. Those visits have been a mixture of business, college visits with my daughter and plain old passing through on my annual pilgrimage to Portland for Monktoberfest. I’ve even watched a game from behind home plate at Fenway. Don’t tell my dyed-in-pinstripe-blue mother, but it’s a pretty awesome place to watch a baseball game. Through these visits I’ve discovered something. Something painful.

I like Boston.

I ventured back to the city last week to shoot a series of portraits for my friends at the Cloud Foundry Foundation during the opening day of their annual community summit. The foundation governs some of the technology that makes a lot of the things we take for granted work. It’s supported by big names in the tech industry, as well as big names outside of tech.

This is a sample of the roughly 70 images we created that day. In Boston.

Most photographers come at photography from the starting point of the camera. My career was built on helping organizations tell better stories. Creating opportunities to combine my profession of public relations with my passion of photography is pretty awesome.

All set up to create a few hundred individual stories of the speakers and VIPs here in Boston for Cloud Foundry Summit.

I’m almost a third of the way through my time on this planet. I’ve had the privilege of meeting and interacting with interesting humans along the way. Some famous, some infamous, and some normal just like you and me.

Recently, I had the opportunity to work with one of the famous: Broadway actress Jenny Lee Stern. You’ve seen her on the boards of A Christmas Story, Rocky, Forbidden Broadway, Spamilton and the national tour of Jersey Boys. She just finished a run as the legendary country singer in “Always…Patsy Cline.”

Here’s a small selection of the images from the incredibly fun session we collaborated on to create portraits to celebrate her pregnancy.

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I recently had the honor of creating a portrait of my neighbor’s daughter the night before her bat mitzvah. We had a blast shooting. This was my favorite shot of the session.

I set a goal to do more human-centric photography this year. As such, I’m always on the lookout for good folks to collaborate with. If that’s you, give me a shout.

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As a photographer, it’s an honor to see my work included in the Gray Lady. As a father, it’s an even bigger honor highlighting the important and, unfortunately necessary work this next generation is forced to take on.

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“Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world; indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has.” — Margaret Mead

Mead was, of course, the famed anthropologist. She was also a resident of Doylestown, Pa. It’s the town I and my family have lived in for the past fourteen years. It’s the town we call home.

And, like Mead’s well known quote, a small group of concerned citizens swelled to 3,000 marching the streets of town in support of stricter gun control in the wake of ongoing mass murders in our country’s schools. This march, dubbed March for Our Lives, was part of many simultaneous marches across the nation. Each was organized and led by students. Students who are being forced to rise to stations of action and leadership while Republicans held hostage by the National Rifle Organization abdicate their roles as elected leaders.

What follows is a small selection of the images I captured during the march. You can see the full gallery here. If you’re a news organization and would like to use any of these images, shoot me an email or DM me on Twitter.

Pay special attention to the image of American flag with the peace sign. As I was running past to set up for a shot, the man and woman holding it told me it was last brought out during the protests over the Vietnam War. I spun quickly and grabbed the shot. A vivid reminder that committed citizens can indeed change the world.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”29640″ img_size=”full” alignment=”center”][vc_single_image image=”29642″ img_size=”full” alignment=”center”][vc_single_image image=”29641″ img_size=”full” alignment=”center”][vc_single_image image=”29644″ img_size=”full” alignment=”center”][vc_single_image image=”29643″ img_size=”full” alignment=”center”][vc_video link=”https://youtu.be/R7oN9RMJ2kM” align=”center”][/vc_column][/vc_row]

Yesterday afternoon, I had the pleasure of shooting the annual VH1 Save The Music Foundation concert performed by the teachers and students of Central Bucks School District in Pennsylvania. The foundation’s mission is to jump start music programs in elementary and middle schools across the nation. CBSD has been a significant contributor to the VH-1 effort, raising more than $100,000 over the years to give other districts the musical opportunities its students have. This year, all money raised will go to the Orleans Parish School District in New Orleans which has struggled to maintain its music programs after Hurricane Katrina.

You can view the full gallery here.

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When I lived in Hoboken at the start of my career, I relished Sunday mornings reading the Sunday New York Times over eggs, coffee and a spicy Bloody Mary at East L.A. on Washington Street. Today, my reading list is more eclectic and digital and my Bloody Mary’s have turned into an extra pot of coffee. But the habit of waking up on a Sunday morning and learning new things remains intact.

Can Washington Be Automated?

The Great Attention Heist

Mystery Radio Bursts From Space Just Got Even Weirder

The Case for Getting Rid of Borders

Miles Davis is not Mozart

It’s not “citizen journalism,” but it is “citizens taking notes at public meetings

Truth Decay: An Initial Exploration of the Diminishing Role of Facts

‘Stoned wallabies make crop circles’

A New Jersey suburb wants to fine you $200 for driving through during rush hour

Craft Beer Is the Strangest, Happiest Economic Story in America

Why Walkable Streets are More Economically Productive

Of course algebra is important. It’s also a huge problem.

Using fungi to fix bridges