Spending quality time with others is a form of love and making memories is a wonderful gift. My dad was a busy person when I was growing up. He was always on the go do this and doing that, but he didn’t take much time to just hang out with me and my siblings. Almost every summer we headed out west on a long trip, but even then, his focus was on being in the right place at the right time to take pictures. Yes, I have great memories from these trips and they are why I love travel and photography, but it wasn’t until the last ten years of my dad’s life that I really got to know him as a great friend.