A Bountiful (High School) Life

Yesterday was the last regular-season, Bountiful High School lacrosse game the-man-of-my-dreams will coach.

(For at least three years.)

I have spent the past 8 years following the team around with a camera.  

I have snapped photos through rain, sleet, snow, wind, fair skies, bitter cold, perfect temperatures and blistering heat.

(I sound like a mailman.)

Through the years I have focused on the field and what was, or wasn't, happening there.

Yesterday I focused my lens on the sideline, on one man.

I wanted to capture thrill of victory and the agony of defeat on the face of my best friend.

(Fortunately, there was more thrill than agony yesterday.)

After our boys graduated I thought that he would step away from coaching...

I mean, his law practice is crazy busy.

(Who coaches in a suit???)

But, he loves these boys.

He loves teaching them...

and he hopes he makes a difference.

I love watching him doing what he so loves.

I am going to miss this.