There was fog on the morning we crossed the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco
on bicycles as tourists from Japan. There must have been fog on many mornings while my father lived in that city from the early 30s to the mid 40s. He came out of that fog having discovered photography. He came out of that fog to move back to Georgia and marry my mother.
This web site is just a place to hang some photos. I am Patrick Boggs though the site says photopatto .
Above is my more serious camera. However, 2nd son Rocky and I have worn out a few other cameras.