Here are some Lomo shots I took off the first deck of the Queen of the West as we passed under the Interstate bridge, mere minutes away from the Doubletree Hotel and freedom.  

Like many artists, I compulsively humiliate myself in public. Want to read more about crummy-butt Soviet cameras? Go to Alfred’s Camera Page. 

“This is not merely the story of Sousa the musician we all know and love, but of SOUSA THE MAN.”