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Chuck

Posted by Jeff
copyright Jeff Ball 2006
This photo was chosen, in part, by Gini Mennenga with the #259.
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Every Fall, my brothers,  my dad and I try to go on a camping trip. One year we went to Mackinac Island in Michigan, which happened to be pretty close to where my Uncle Frank lived. Although my brothers and I don’t have much of a relationship with him, we felt it was important that our Dad get to see his brother.

If you know anything about my family, you know they can TALK! After about 4 hours of my dad and uncle shooting the s@#t, I started taking photos of things in his shop. Drill “chucks” or “keys” have always been an issue in my family. “Where is the drill chuck!?” It got to the point where my dad would tape the chucks to the drill so you couldn’t remove it if you wanted to.  So, in a way, I learned that drill chucks are precious and should be protected.

Key #5

Posted by Jeff
copyright Jeff Ball 2009
copyright Jeff Ball 2009
Keys are the greatest source of frustration during frantic, rushed mornings when their whereabouts are unknown .  They unlock the doors to what we most value, keep our secrets safe and symbolize a growing trust  between two people when they are exchanged.  In a world where technology is rapidly evolving, these primitive devices could be easily viewed as obselete.  Still, the jingle we listen for while rummaging around has become a familiar and subconscious connection to our sense of security.  After all, what would we do if we lost our keys?