#6. Betsy Ambrose

I can clearly remember my father getting all twisted when a six-year-old me did this mid-sermon. (My shoes were not as nice.) He was a decent photographer but I don’t think it ever dawned on him to shoot a photograph.
Betsy, however, recognized the wonderful story telling detail and went for it. SO simple and yet so powerful.
Sunday was the only day to publish this shot. No doubt about it.

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