<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889133077394491209</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:47:47.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy "The Kid" Photography</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billythekidphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889133077394491209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billythekidphotography.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Billy The Kid Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823942797524679855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mP55yTAJCEU/StUAxM9ffdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gy41DDOPgbk/S220/btkinterview1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889133077394491209.post-9155420021041533916</id><published>2009-09-12T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:52:07.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering 9-11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mP55yTAJCEU/Sqv7331iK4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/nMEvSC42y2g/s1600-h/wtc-trib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mP55yTAJCEU/Sqv7331iK4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/nMEvSC42y2g/s320/wtc-trib.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380671117124053890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 4px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 4px; font-family:Arial, serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13.5pt;"&gt;'MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 4px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 4px; font-family:Arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;             You say you will never forget where you were when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;        you heard the news On September 11, 2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       Neither  will I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        with a man who called his wife to say 'Good-Bye.' I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        peace to say, 'Honey, I am not going to make it, but it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        is OK..I am ready to go.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I was with his wife when he called as she fed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        breakfast to their children. I held her up as she &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        tried to understand his words and as she realized &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        he wasn't coming home that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        woman cried out to Me for help. 'I have been &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!' I said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        'Of course I will show you the way home - only &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        believe in Me now.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I was at the base of the building with the Priest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        ministering to the injured and devastated souls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        heard my voice and answered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        with every prayer. I was with the crew as they &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        believers there, comforting and assuring them that their &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        faith has saved them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I was in Texas , Virginia , California , Michigan ,  Afghanistan . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        Did you sense Me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        every name - though not all knew Me. Some met Me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        for the first time on the 86th floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        Some sought Me with their last breath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        smoke and flames; 'Come to Me... this way... take &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        my hand.' Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        But, I was there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I did not place you in the Tower that day. You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        may not know why, but I do. However, if you were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        there in that explosive moment in time, would you have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        reached for Me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        for you. But someday your journey will end. And I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        'ready to go.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I will be in the stairwell of your final moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:24pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:18pt;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889133077394491209-9155420021041533916?l=billythekidphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billythekidphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/9155420021041533916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://billythekidphotography.blogspot.com/2009/09/remembering-9-11.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889133077394491209/posts/default/9155420021041533916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889133077394491209/posts/default/9155420021041533916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billythekidphotography.blogspot.com/2009/09/remembering-9-11.html' title='Remembering 9-11'/><author><name>Billy The Kid Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823942797524679855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mP55yTAJCEU/StUAxM9ffdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gy41DDOPgbk/S220/btkinterview1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mP55yTAJCEU/Sqv7331iK4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/nMEvSC42y2g/s72-c/wtc-trib.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889133077394491209.post-5043515224310850007</id><published>2009-09-12T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:33:59.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mP55yTAJCEU/Sqv3jhVBtiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5VhB_z_K-Xc/s1600-h/Billy-4s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mP55yTAJCEU/Sqv3jhVBtiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5VhB_z_K-Xc/s320/Billy-4s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380666369438234146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am The Photographer, Billy "The Kid"..... I am creating this blog to let you know what is happening with me and Billy "The Kid" Photography.  But, in my blog, I will not just talk about Photography.  I also love to write, so do not be surprised, if I discuss things that have nothing to do with photography.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love to talk about Philosophy, Religion, Politics, Music and ofcourse Sports.  I also love to cook and there may even be an occasional recipe that I may share on here :-)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        I was born and raised in New York.  In 1991, I moved to Tampa, FL where I still maintain a part time residence.  I am currently in the Los Angeles area in California.  I do travel with my photography and some of the places, I love to visit the most is Dallas, TX and Las Vegas, NV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I started my photography career in The Music Industry in NYC.  I worked for Famed Rock &amp;amp; Roll Photographer, Mark Weiss.  Upon Moving to Florida in 1991, I worked for Famed Michael Jackson "Thriller" Photographer Dick Zimmerman.  I ran Dick Zimmerman's Tampa Fashion Studio Called "Studio Z".   In 1995, I started Billy "The Kid" Photography and I was the Official Photographer of The Tampa Bay Buccaneer Cheerleaders and The Tampa Bay Storm Arena Football Team.  I also photographed for Clear Channel Radio in Tampa, FL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have worked many years creating images.  Being Creative was always one of my strong points.  I decided to be a photographer back in High School, when I wanted to work in a field that I had a passion for. I did not want a desk job, I wanted to do something that was an extension of who I am.  And Photography was the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have a Bachelors of Fine Arts Degree From Long Island University.  So, I have quite a bit of education behind my work.  I am also a born again Christian and there will be another blog about that for it deserves it's own Blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You can currently view my website at www.billythekidstudios.com  ...... My Email is BTKPhoto@aol.com.   Please  check back often for new blogs and updates.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889133077394491209-5043515224310850007?l=billythekidphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billythekidphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5043515224310850007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://billythekidphotography.blogspot.com/2009/09/about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889133077394491209/posts/default/5043515224310850007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889133077394491209/posts/default/5043515224310850007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billythekidphotography.blogspot.com/2009/09/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Billy The Kid Photography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823942797524679855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mP55yTAJCEU/StUAxM9ffdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gy41DDOPgbk/S220/btkinterview1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mP55yTAJCEU/Sqv3jhVBtiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5VhB_z_K-Xc/s72-c/Billy-4s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
