It was mid July. The sun was dropping and I was on my way home. I stopped to photograph the huge American flag in the middle of Etna.
The light, the breeze, the undulating shadows. I pulled over to the side of the road and took quite a few shots. And then as I started back home, I was the first person on the scene of an accident on the 62 Street Bridge. I could hear sirens and a tow truck arrived, a Paramedic truck and the Etna Firetruck all made their way by me to the scene as I sat. I photographed the back of the firetruck through my windshield as I sat and sat. I missed being in the wreck cause I was photographing that flag blowing in the breeze. Watching the light. This Etna firefighter helped the line of traffic turn around on the bridge and find another route home. Before I did the K-turn, I asked him if I could photograph him and I think he said yes! Ahhh the men who save us. Thank you. He’s said, “It’s going to be awhile before anyone gets out of here.”
and one of the flag shots from the middle of Etna that saved me from being in the accident!.
like a movie set
Thanks to all those volunteers who serve in so many communities around the country.
The fireman picture looks like it came out of LIFE magazine. Excellent job!
Ruth, I bet your dad had something to do with you being in the right place at the wrong time!
Thank goodness you stopped to photograph that flag blowing in the breeze.
Great photos!
The Etna firefighter looks rugged, yet cool under pressure.
So glad you took those photos
Wow!
What a beautiful portrait. 🙂
Great lighting, great mustache.
Wonderful portrait.
Wow, talk about “timing being everything”. I’m sad for the people involved in the accident, but also glad that you are okay…
Thanks Stef. Me, too!
So lucky – you don’t need any more car accidents!
No- we don’t need anymore accidents! Thanks Carla.
Thanks Carla. No more car accidents is right!!
A GREAT shot of the firefighter.