I have been into photography for as long as I can remember. My first experiences taking pictures was going to the Knick games in NY with my Dad, around 1977, when I was 12. I had been to the Saturday afternoon games a few years earlier, and got to see Walt “Clyde” Frazier play, and got a taste of the excitement being at the Garden watching the Knicks. The ‘77 team were no longer champs, but my interest in photography was developing and I had the chance to go again with my Dad and sit courtside. I brought my best camera, a 110 instamatic. We walked right past the warm up action getting to our seats and I snapped away, sometimes with a flash cube. Can’t say I won any awards for sports photography with those first pictures, but my excitement for photography was there, and my Dad’s gift of nearly front row access was a magic combination. A year later with some newly minted Bar Mitzvah money, and a little hustling, I was back with my first real camera, a Nikon FM. I purchased the camera in a kit that came with a low quality 135mm telephoto lens which I needed for closer shots. I went with my Mom to 47th St photo, where they could read Torah better than me, and when they heard Bar Mitzvah, threw in a fake leather carrying bag. Now, I was close to the action with a real camera. My life in photography had officially begun.