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Eighteen years I lived in beautiful Western Pa.
I grew up in the country, where the yellow-line highways meet the
narrow one-lanes turning into the dusty pathways.
Most of my family is still there. I have four older sisters, that's right,
no brothers! My mother and three sister's live at home and one in
NY near me. My father passed away in 1990 of a massive heart-attack,
he was only fifty-one years old. I was only eleven. It taught me a lot
about life at a young age and made me very independent.
I've been in Upstate NY now for 10 years. Many ask what brought me
up here and I guess you can say it was an open door that has now
closed. But I believe what many say, God doesn't close one door
without opening another.
I am now persuing this as my second full-time job. Yes, it's very hard
working a day job and do this, but I enjoy photography too much to
let it go.
Well, enough about me.
I would like to dedicate this site to my friend Marissa McCauliffe.
Although we lost touch over the years, she's still in my thoughts.
Whenever I have a bad day, I hear her saying "Holly, you so need to
do this for other people." She loved my photography and her oldest
son Calab loved to have his photo taken.
Thank you always to my family, whom I love and miss. And to my
husband Jim, who believes that there is no end to my creativity.
They all support me no matter what I choose to do.
Holly