Joseph G
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When my younger brother was born (I was four at the time) my aunt didn't want me to feel left out with a new baby being around, so she bought us a membership to Brookfield Zoo. For the next nine or ten years, we would go to the zoo at least once a month. We did everything extra that we possibly could. Animal "adoptions," tours, encounters, keeper for a day - if they offered it we did it. I'd read the monthly member magazine. We'd hang out in the giraffe barn for hours referencing the binder with their patterns to figure out who was who. I owe a huge part of my childhood to her and to Brookfield Zoo.
As high school came along, trips weren't as frequent. I was busy with school activities and my aunt found it a little harder to get around. I think our last visit to the zoo together was in 2005 or 2006. Fast forward 10 years and she unfortunately passed away on my 26th birthday. Two months after the funeral, I came home from college for Thanksgiving break. First place I went was Brookfield Zoo. So many things were still the same and brought so many incredible memories back to me. Since then, zoos have come back to me in such a profound way. To visit, to explore another side of my photography, and to remember all the great times I had with my aunt.
So, I guess I already lost my interest in zoos for a little bit. I don't think I ever really lost interest per say as much as it was just a part of growing up. I don't think my interest is going anywhere for a long time though. Go figure I'd end up marrying a keeper!
As high school came along, trips weren't as frequent. I was busy with school activities and my aunt found it a little harder to get around. I think our last visit to the zoo together was in 2005 or 2006. Fast forward 10 years and she unfortunately passed away on my 26th birthday. Two months after the funeral, I came home from college for Thanksgiving break. First place I went was Brookfield Zoo. So many things were still the same and brought so many incredible memories back to me. Since then, zoos have come back to me in such a profound way. To visit, to explore another side of my photography, and to remember all the great times I had with my aunt.
So, I guess I already lost my interest in zoos for a little bit. I don't think I ever really lost interest per say as much as it was just a part of growing up. I don't think my interest is going anywhere for a long time though. Go figure I'd end up marrying a keeper!