Fiction | By Stephanie Coyne DeGhett
The Traveling Studios of B. & B. Real Photo Postcards, 1911-1914
Ben inspected the tripod’s mended telescopic leg, making sure it was secure. He reassembled his gear and himself after having been found, more sodden than sober, on a tote road outside the logging camp. This was due to some late day mishap he didn’t quite remember when the road turned to a corduroy of logs …