Greg Miller photographed students in the rural pockets if the United States waiting for their school bus. His tale of inspiration is an honest story that reaches into the heart of Americans everywhere following the horrific incident at Sandy Hook in 2012. The tragedy hit close to home, literally, clinging to his wife and two small children in the eastern Connecticut town which they live. His reflections penetrate our core, “In the early pre-dawn hours, heading to the airport for an out-of-town assignment, I see children and teenagers, like apparitions or woodland creatures from a C.S. Lewis novel, waiting in the bitter cold for the rumbling school bus to arrive along our town roads. If I passed by five minutes earlier or later they would not have been there, appearing and vanishing in the flicker of my headlights. Did they kiss their parents goodbye before they rushed out the door?” Further expressing, “There is a whole lifetime that happens between 9 am and 3 pm, a lifetime that begins at the end of our driveway. To the parent, it is an invisible existence. From kindergarten to 12th grade, no matter how involved you are with your child’s school day, there is a lot you miss. That spot where the school bus stops at the end of the driveway is a membrane between home and school. Children and teenagers stand out there vulnerable, brave, trusting that they are safe. Trusting that we cherish life itself.”
