Whenever the day comes that I go on to the next inevitable plane of existence, my family is going to have a hard time finding pictures of me, should they want to display any at my going away party.
Even now when I look through scrapbooks that I made for my kids, there are very few pictures of dear old Dad because I was always the one behind the lens. It's like I never existed at all.
So why am I writing on my mortality? Actually, I'm not. Being on a deadline for this column isn't always easy, especially when I have been out in California seeing my son for nearly 10 days.
Sure, I could ramble on about my trip and show you all the pictures I took while I was there, but that would be awfully boring. "Here I am standing in front of the Hollywood sign" and "Here's a picture of me and my wife on the Ferris wheel on the Santa Monica pier." You get the picture.
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I will tell you one highlight of my trip and that was when my son cut off Steven Tyler in his convertible Porsche as we were heading to an improv show. Only I could get a one-finger salute from a rock star and feel good about myself. Something as simple as a handshake just wouldn't have been as exciting.
So with only two days to come up with this column after my return, I decided to grab my camera and see what I could come up with. What always amazes me about this part of the country is that you don't have to go far to see extraordinary sights. Maybe that's true about just about any region of the country, but being somewhat biased toward the Slowcountry, I'll bet I could walk a four-square block area around my house and have enough quality pictures to fill a book.
With time running short before my editor started panicking, I decided to do just that. I will say that I strayed a bit farther than those four blocks, but finding images worthy for print was easier than I could have ever imaged.
I hope you will agree with the images I chose.
God does not subtract from the allotted span of a man's life the hours spent in fishing. Columnist Collins Doughtie, a graphic designer by trade and fishing guide by choice, sure hopes that's true.