Meet Joey J. My cousin originally from Queens and now residing in Long Island. I took these shots back when it was warm enough to eat outside. Oh, how I vaguely remember those few many months ago! It was such a treat to be able to spend some quality time with him for a weekend, for the first time ever.
Joe was born an old soul, not like thirty old, but like 65 old. At three, he was asking people what roads they drove on to get to his house. By four, he could give people directions to his house from any major highway in every NYC borough and two states. By six, he would curse in agreement of people's travel frustrations chiming in "Oh my freakin' GAWD!" when we would arrive with news of a crash on the Long Island Expressway. It's amazing to see him grow into his personality.