Today is my father's birthday. He would have been seventy-three. He hated having his photo taken so you had to ambush him with a camera. I believe this was taken in 1979, he was on hold at his desk in a trailer office in Cassiar, British Columbia. Cassiar does not exist anymore, like Thurber says, you could look it up. I really like this shot as it is. A family dog gnawed on the picture at one time. Years later I scanned it in case something else ever happened to it. I kind of like the teeth marks on it, it sort of gives the picture more character.