It was nice to receive an e-mail from Kyle this morning including this photo taken by a friend. Apparently, his date invited him to the school formal (facts here are a little fuzzy) and he had a great time. Kyle really seems to be enjoying his first year of college. He has done very well scholastically and continues to find great relevance in the class work to his ever-expanding Yard Dogs business. We are looking forward to his return which regrettably is later than most schools. Perhaps at that time we will learn more details of his mystery date.

Maya seeks to quench her thirst after completing the 4x400m relay at her track meet this afternoon. She also ran in the 800m event. Her form continues to improve and she looked very fast in the relay even though she is suffering from shin splints. She is currently dancing, running track, and playing soccer so it is not too hard to figure out why she is developing this painful condition. If the situation does not improve, we will have to cut back on one or more of these activities.

I can’t ever recall seeing Nicolai so well dressed over the course of a single week. Today is the first of three during which he will argue Roe v Wade in front of his Constitutional Law class. He and a partner will argue Roe while two other students will present Wade in front of the entire class which will question them as if the Supreme Court. It seems like a very powerful way to teach this course and I know Nico has worked hard preparing himself for the assignment. Other landmark decisions will be argued by the rest of the class providing everyone a first-row seat to our constitution at work. Nico, I have often thought, would make a good lawyer. It will be interesting to see how he fares in this highly charged and competitive class exercise.

Earlier this week this blog turned seven years old. It is hard for me to believe that I have kept at it for so long. I often wonder if the kids will ever go back to read any of the older entries or if one day they will show their children what was happening in their lives as they grew up. If nothing else, I plan to return to these pages in my old age to help remember all that transpired during this time of our lives. I will admit that there are days when it is more of a chore than a pleasure to create the next entry but on balance, I have come to enjoy the process.

We had a nice break in the weather this afternoon so I went for a walk on my lunch hour. Had I been in the mood for a turkey sandwich it would have taken no effort what so ever to capture this bird which found itself cornered against a building as I approached to photograph it. Knowing Maya had experience with poultry harvesting (beheading and plucking) and that Jeanine can make a delicious meal out of anything, I actually spent a few minutes considering how I might capture and transport this gobbler home before letting go of the not so unrealistic idea.

This evening I had a chance to post prom photos from the weekend and have settled on this portrait of Nico as my favorite solo of him. I must say that both of my sons know how to make a tuxedo look good. Probably because we trained them from an early age.

Last night after Nico’s pre-prom party I drove to Schenectady with a car full of tools and electrical components arriving at about 11PM. My one day mission is to convert the house from fuses to circuit breakers and to replace the antiquated knob and tube surface wiring with armored cable and modern fixtures. I started work at 5AM and finished 16 hours later before making the three hour drive back to Concord. An exhausting day by any measure. At noon my mother and I joined sister Alissa and her daughter Rachel for a lunch time celebration of Mother’s Day. Not too many moms would appreciate circuit breakers in lieu of flowers but I am pretty sure mine did. Pictured below is the “after” picture which can be compared to the “before” picture from last weekend.

Nicolai invited many of his friends and Jeanine invited all of their parental units to a pre-prom party and photo shoot at the house this evening. In total we had nine couples and 30 or so parents many of whom stayed on after the kids departed for our own little party. This was our first opportunity to meet Lila, Nico’s date. She was both charming and beautiful.

I worked like a mad man herding couples into the basement, a pair at a time, for a studio portrait and then corralling them all together in the backyard for a group portrait. Despite the time pressure, I am very pleased with results and think everyone will be pleased with the outcome. The kids could not have been more cooperative and into the photography which made it a lot of fun for me. I have posted the full album here.

Quite unhappy that she was not able to read her new book, Jeanine asked me to look at her Kindle this morning. It did not take long before I had completely disassembled the unit and identified the source of the problem. Although it looked fine from the front, the back of the viewing screen was badly cracked making a repair impossible. When I explained what had happened, Jeanine remembered “shoving” a water bottle into her purse containing the Kindle last night. Mystery no more.

I luckily arrived just in time to watch Maya run two events in a track meet with Lexington early this evening. She ran the 800m (improving her personal best by 6/10ths of a second) and the third leg of the 4x400m relay (pictured here). Later on, Nicolai joined me for soccer practice with my team. I did some light running and played for a few minutes at 25% intensity. My hamstring has healed faster than I expected but it was totally clear to me that I will not be ready to play this weekend. Nico looked nimble among the over-50 crowd and I suspect that he will gain a lot from practicing with us as he works to stay in shape for his next match with the AASA.

For reasons unknown to me, Maya decided to put on her point shoes after dinner. Rather than inquire what she was doing, I simply asked if I could photograph them. She was more than willing and we completed a series of two dozen images of just the shoes in various states of ballet pose. At the end of the session, I capture a few ful- body portraits. I cherish these times with Maya and will look back on these photos decades from now with fond, fond memories.

According to our local meteorologists, an extended period of La Nina ended in April which means we can expect greater than average rainfall and cooler than average temperatures over the coming months. On the down side, my commutes are far less photogenic, on the bright side, electric and water bills should be lower than normal. In truth, I enjoy a climate with four distinct seasons and have little to complain about the variety we get in Massachusetts.

Maya was in action on the track this afternoon in a dual meet with Lincoln Sudbury. She ran in the 800m for her second time, finishing 9 seconds faster than her first effort. I made my own sprint from work to arrive minutes before her 4 x 400m relay. She ran the second leg making up a huge margin and finishing in fine form. I need to study the best angles for shooting a track event but was rather pleased with this first effort made with my pocket camera. Jeanine and I were thrilled to watch her compete in a new sport and appreciated the team camaraderie that was on display.

Whenever I venture off the beaten path I invariably find some of my most interesting photographic opportunities. I continued working with my mother on her house this morning and left for the return drive to Concord shortly after noon. I have made this trip several dozen times but with no particular deadline to meet I decided to explore nooks and crannies along the way. Above is the Grafton Peace Pagoda, one of two in the United States, built in 1993 under the guidance of Buddhist nun, Jun Yasuda. In 1978 she walked from San Francisco to Washington, D.C. with Native Americans as part of the “longest walk,” a coordinated peace movement and since then has walked cross-country several times in the name of peace.

Below is a building on the RPI campus which I believe is some type of entrepreneurial business incubator. It is an amazing photographic subject that left me with more than a dozen unique perspectives and compositions.

With no hope of playing soccer this weekend on my still recovering pulled hamstring, I drove to Schenectady to help my mother prepare her house for sale. We interviewed two Realtors and selected the clearly stronger one. Initially I thought I would spend a good portion of the day photographing the house and gardens for the listing. My attention quickly turned, however, to rectifying issues with the wiring and plumbing that are sure to fail inspection. In a fluke accident, I put my elbow through a door window and lost an hour and a half of my time to this self-generated project. I didn’t have the right tools and supplies with me to tackle the main electrical challenge which will be the conversion of the home from fuses to circuit breakers and removal of the visible knob and tube wiring which I plan to address during my next visit. Pictured below is the before picture of the electrical panel. After sundown, I attempted to photograph the Super Moon event but was thwarted by heavy cloud cover despite several hours of waiting for a break.

As I pulled into the driveway this evening I was motivated by the great light and Nala’s posture on the lawn to photograph the house. Nala can appear quite regal as she surveys her dominion constantly on guard for potential transgressors.

Love is in the air all over New England. For the record, this hen did not seem all that interesting in this gobbler. Had he read “The Five Languages of Love,” he would know that he’d have better luck if he spent quality time with her, listened with sincere interest about her concerns over the flock, and offered her some choice berries that he had gathered just for her.

My nephew John stands on the stair below my sister Alissa and still comes up taller. His presentation at Babson today went very well and both joined us for dinner this evening. If not for the fact that he seems so happy I sometimes wish Kyle had chosen a school closer to home so we could see him more often. With John so close we see him quite frequently now and there is a good chance he will live with us during his summer internship. It is not too early to start selling Nico on the benefits of living within a reasonable car drive from the nest.

My sister Alissa is in town to visit with her son Johnie who is attending Babson. It was nice hearing about the recent exploits of our niece Rachel who shares a passion for dance with Maya. Alissa it must be said is the only one of my siblings who has carried on my parent’s tradition of ballroom dance and has become extremely accomplished in her own right.

Nicolai has taken up a new cause. His latest campaign kicked off this morning. Included here is the e-mail that he hopes will find its way across the country.

At age thirteen, Nicolai Calabria, born with one leg, became the first person to summit 19,341 foot Mount Kilimanjaro on crutches. In so doing, he raised more than $100,000 for the Free Wheel Chair Mission and was the subject of an award winning short documentary film, Nico’s Challenge. He returned to Tanzania the following year to assist in distribution of wheelchairs to the impoverished disabled of that country. He has been a guest on the Ellen DeGeneres show, NPR’s All Things Considered and the recipient of numerous awards for his charitable work.

Since he was five years old Nicolai has used forearm crutches to play soccer with able bodied players. When he learned of the American Amputee Soccer Association at age nine he set his sights on playing for the US team one day. Now seventeen, Nicolai has realized that dream. He has become the youngest member of the US National Amputee Soccer team and scored a goal in his debut international match to help secure a 2-1 victory over Mexico.

Amputee soccer is played on a 3/4 size field with seven players to a side. Field players are permitted to use crutches and may play the ball with only one leg. Keepers defend a 7×16 foot goal and may field the ball with only one arm. The sport was invented by Don Bennett of Seattle in 1980 and is currently played in 29 countries. This year’s World Cup will be held in Russia among the top twelve qualifying teams.

Members of the US team are scattered across the country. Air travel and lodging is required for every match or exhibition which can easily exceed $10K per event. Teams from other countries routinely train together giving them an advantage over the US which has never been able to afford that option.

Nicolai is asking for your support as he seeks to raise $250,000 for the American Amputee Soccer Association. We can meet this goal if every soccer player in the United States contributes just 16 cents. Your tax deductible donation will support the team as it represents our country around the world and help expand the sport within the United States. Wounded warriors, accident survivors, and those battling disease or born with differences will all benefit from your generosity as we expand their opportunity to remain or become athletes.

When a person with a disability watches an amputee soccer match, their view of what is possible is forever expanded. When an able-bodied person watches, they will never forget the display of courage and determination defined by a refusal to accept perceived limitations. All will enjoy the beautiful game at its most beautiful.

Are you willing to take 5 minutes from your day to make a donation in any amount to this very worthy cause? Of equal importance, will you help Nicolai’s appeal reach every soccer player in the United States?

Donations can be made at the AASA website or by check to:

American Amputee Soccer Association
1033 Creekside Drive
Wilmington, Delaware 19804
Tax ID# 510402649

Thank you for your support and we hope you will follow the US team on its quest for the World Cup.

Although my soccer team secured another win this morning, I left the game in the closing minutes with a pulled hamstring muscle. Over the years I have been plagued by such injuries. Once you damage these muscles they develop scar tissue which is prone to re-injury. As a coping strategy, I have learned to throttle my speed to 95%. At this point in the game, however, I ran past a pair of defenders onto a very nicely played through-ball. In order to line up for what would have been a very easy shot on goal I had to max out at 100% and in that moment I felt my hamstring let go. I was smart enough to pull back immediately and in so doing minimized the severity of the injury. So far this feels like a 2-3 week recovery rather than the end of my season. I used the balance of the day to begin selling several tripods which seem to multiply in this house like rabbits although it could have more to do with the fact that I purchased two more yesterday.

Nicolai spoke at our church this morning on the value of international service as a means to connect with the broader world and to appreciate how fortunate we are. Maya was kind enough to make a video which allowed me to see his presentation.

From tutu to cleats Maya has had more than her fair share of exercise over the last few days. Nico will be attending her second performance of Hansel and Gretel later this afternoon after which she is sure to be physically exhausted. Her team squeaked out a 1-0 victory after which I took her out for a late breakfast at the End of the Trail restaurant.

For a town of 17,000 the Concord Journal cannot really afford to cover all of the news let alone the myriad of sporting activities occurring over the course of a week. I was pleased to see in the issue which came out today that the article I submitted covering Nicolai’s recent soccer experience was published along with one of my photos. Nicolai reluctantly allowed me to make the submission (he has no desire for notoriety) but agreed it would be good for a fundraising effort he is about to initiate on behalf of the American Amputee Soccer Association. His appeal will go out this weekend and any publicity will help the cause.

While I truly appreciate all that Jeanine does to keep me healthy her latest ploy may have gone too far. The meat used for this burger came from “our cow” (Jeanine buys part of a locally raised cow which we freeze and use over the course of several months). This is not only healthy but tasty. I’m OK so far. Next, we have organically grown tomatoes which cost more than my camera. Still good. I may have to draw the line, however, at her new choice of buns. They are about half the diameter of any self-respecting hamburger bun. While this does represent a meaningful savings of empty calories, it simply looks ridiculous and does not afford adequate purchase on the burger. Please note, my nephew John who stopped by unexpectedly was offered a proper size bun rather than the little sesame seed covered beanie that topped my burger.

Still not fully readjusted to local time, Maya had an extended dress rehearsal this evening for an upcoming production of a ballet adaptation of Hansel & Gretel. Photography is not permitted during the final performance so parents were encouraged to take advantage of this opportunity to capture memories. Dressed in black Maya’s first appearance is as a “shadow”. Her other role is as a “seraphim”, an angelic being regarded as belonging to the highest order of the ninefold celestial hierarchy associated with light ardor, and purity. Maya and her cousin Rachel appear to be the most likely candidates to carry the Calabria dance tradition to the next generation. We are told that a DVD of the performance will be available and we will plan to share that with my mother.

Maya returned from China bearing gifts for everyone. I received this replica of a Terracotta Army soldier which now graces the mantle in my study. She explained that the warrior’s hair bun is offset to one side to facilitate access to the quiver of arrows he would have worn in combat. The Terracotta Army or the “Terra Cotta Warriors and Horses”, is a collection of terracotta sculptures depicting the armies of Qin Shi Huang, the first Emperor of China. It is a form of funerary art buried with the emperor in 210–209 BC and whose purpose was to protect the emperor in his afterlife, and to make sure that he had people to rule over. The figures vary in height according to their roles, with the tallest being the generals. The figures include warriors, chariots, and horses. Current estimates are that in the three pits containing the Terracotta Army, there were over 8,000 soldiers, 130 chariots with 520 horses, and 150 cavalry horses.

After eleven days of travel, Maya returned to Boston this evening, and Jeanine and I were waiting at the airport to greet her. Despite the 18-hour journey from China, she appeared well-rested and her bubbly self. A veteran parent of this student exchange program arrived with two large pizzas knowing that all the students would be craving familiar food. Sure enough, it was Maya’s first priority after hugs and kisses. On the ride home from the airport she shared stories from her visits to Beijing and Shanghai and the time spent with her Chinese family. Maya clearly enjoyed herself and embraced the experience completely. I will post photos retroactively as soon as I can download them from her camera.

During her stay in Beijing Maya had an opportunity to visit the Temple of Heaven, Hongqiao Market (for pearls), a noodle buffet, the State Grand Theater, and the Forbidden City. Her group then traveled by night train to Xi’an. Here Maya met Zhao Shiting, the student whose family will host her for three nights. While in Xi’an Maya attended, taught classes, and performed songs and skits at a Chinese middle school, visited the Terra Cotta Tombs, attended a Chinese dance show, rode rented bikes around the top of the city wall, toured a jade factory, visited a Chinese art history museum, ate at a hot pot restaurant, shopped in the local bazzar, played in a water fountain park, and learned how to make dumplings with her host family.

The group spent their final two days in Shanghai where the highlight of sightseeing was an excursion to the zoo to see the Giant Pandas. Maya returned from her visit to China having thoroughly enjoyed herself. We were delighted that she was so fearless and open to new experiences. I enjoyed listening to her as she described each photo she took in something of a role reversal for us. I find myself wanting to take some time off on my next work trip to China to enjoy some of the culture which Maya was exposed to.

Maya’s adventure in China began in Beijing where on her first day she visited the Summer Palace, The Bird’s Nest, the Aquatic Center and Ming Tomb Way where she flirted with the sculptures and had fun with her camera.

Maya is traveling with a group of 20 schoolmates, five chaperones, and one guide. Day two took them on an excursion to the Great Wall, where they got great exercise climbing 30 flights of narrow stairs to reach the top. They also enjoyed what she described as a toboggan ride down from the Wall.

Of over 2000 photos I took in Mazatlan, this is one of two which includes me. It is one of my more poignant portraits and will always evoke fond memories of this adventure with Nicolai.

Today I completed posting a full set of images from both the Mexico-US soccer match and our Mazatlan adventure. During the process, I came across this photo which I thought worth posting. Immediately after the match a contingent of fans entered the locker room in pursuit of autographs from the players. Nicolai needed little encouragement to accommodate their wishes even if paper was in short supply. I think it would not be too hard for Nicolai to get accustomed to his new role as a sports hero.

I am breaking with my blog tradition by posting additional photos from last weekend since so much of the story remains untold. After the match, both teams were treated by the Mayor of Mazatlan to a huge open-air gala in their honor held in the historic Plaza Machado, one of the oldest in the city, built in the year 1837. From the stage, specially constructed for the event, we heard from local dignitaries, Bob Bennet, the founder of amputee soccer who presented the winner’s trophy, and enjoyed traditional Mexican dancing.

The celebration ended at about 11 pm but the team still had abundant energy to sample the Mazatlan nightlife. Nicolai was less than pleased that I insisted on tagging along as a chaperon. Having read about nighttime safety issues in Mexico before the trip, I was not going to relinquish my parental responsibilities to his drinking-age teammates.