This is my humble way of honoring
my father for his lifelong work
as a communicator of the gospel
through his camera lenses.
Beside his vast film production
he has also captured many portraits
of people along the road.
Faces from all over the world.
From this archive you will find
people reaching out a hand,
or giving one, in the spirit of
a united mankind.
My dad died the 6/5 98,
with the conviction that the line was
connected to his saviour.