Here’s to you, Olan Mills
Today, I am thankful for Olan Mills and his ability to capture the wonderful childhood memories of my siblings and I.
The horseback riding,
and the tree where Jairo buried the horse. 
My love of logs,
and triple siblings hugs.
Jheri curls and baby fros,
and always letting us know where our place in the family was.
Olan, you captured the bolo tie, 
the cowboy boots,
and introduced the art of the half blink,
and the ground stare.
You may not have been able to make Jairo smile,
but I always smile when I see this photo of my favorite dress.
Most of all Olan, thanks for showing me that I’ve always been the white one.
So here’s to you, Olan Mills. I will spend my life pursuing your greatness
