These were shot last month during my Berkshire jaunt.
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One quick story, Fred Rudolph, pictured above, is eighty-nine. He was a pistol to work with; kept me on my toes and kept me laughing the whole time.
Here’s one exchange:
Fred – Too bad you’re not shooting film.
Me – Film? Why?
Fred – Well, then you’d be done! You’d run out and have to leave.
On that note…
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Related post: Berkshire Juggernaut.