March Artist: Jane Harris

As an army wife in the early '60's one learned quickly to be flexible; moves were every 18 months to 3 years and destinations were around the world. In those days, family members did not have priority when it came to jobs within the community.

It was not until 1975, our four children were all in school full-time and we were living in a civilian environment, that I was offered a job as a photographer for the Cove Press, our local paper. In those days, working for a small paper meant you had to do it all, including winding your own film canisters and doing your own dark room work.