I'm in Hawaii, so I don't have to shovel snow out of my driveway every winter. My Dad gave me my first camera, a Kodak Brownie Starmite Model 127 Film Camera, when I was 8 years old. Grew up in Dad's darkroom developing film.I did a lot of things before I settled on a photog career, but here I am. Running a successful photography business in the twilight of my years after paying the bills as a professional skier, a ski area operations manager, a stockbroker and a real estate agent. Not all at the same time, mind you. Chronologically. The previous bill paying gigs all contributed to a set of chops that helped me be where I am now.I'm constantly training and expanding my skill sets in photography and am eager to learn to get better. Whether it's in business skills, public speaking, body language, contracts, technical skills.So a Koala walks into a bar, pulls up a barstool and orders a hamburger. Bartender brings out the burger, the Koala chows down lunch, takes a camera out and photographs the empty plate. The Koala gets up to leave and the bartender yells "Hey Buddy! You gotta pay for that! Who do you think you are???" The Koala opens up a dictionary and hands it to the Bartender. The bartender looks at it and reads aloud "The Koala doesn't live in social groups. They eat shoots and leaves." The Koala turns and exits the bar.