Sunday, October 23, 2022

Homecoming at SMU on Saturday



They lost to Cincy by 2 points. Trying to shoot the Mustangs  found me being handed cameras by Alumni to take "their" picture. Which, I did, with joy. The expression on the Mustang pretty much says how I once felt about doing that. At one point in time, I would say, "that will be a dollar." Now, I just help the pack out to get their picture by the three "tangs" There again,  from my trip to the Stock Yards about a month ago, A guy was charging $5 to have your picture taken on a longhorn bull with a saddle to set in and steps to get up on the bull's saddle. Just as soon as he snapped the shutter it was "time to get off". The lines were long!!. Maybe, I could get a longhorn, raise the price by $4 bucks and start trailer pulling the bull from one event to another. Nah! I'll stick to trying our other peoples cameras.

There was an article written in one of the Photog rags from a survey of how photographers out in the field felt about being ask to stop what they were doing and take someones pictures. At the time, I must say, I was in the majority who said they would not. A lots changes over time. It's more of a PR thing today, even though that is the one place I will not pass out a business card, period. 

So, like I said to the S.M.U. Policeman that I was talking to later, "I'll be back a bit later when it's not so crowded."He laughed. 

Plus, it seemed to me to be a rather rowdy crowd in waves, by the litter blowing all over from a 30 MPH wind gust on and off.

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