Montana surprised me. I went there to visit my cousin–who I’ve worshipped since I was a kid–she was the cousin who, when she was a cool teenager, was nice to my innocent elementary Self. Of course, now that I’m in my 40’s–having crossed the bridge of coolness into the land of too old to know what is cool, my cousin still manages to wow me. When I asked her if she could find me “Some old rusty stuff” to photograph, she delivers. And she still gets excited when I come to visit. I appreciate that. People should get excited when you spend time with them. If you hang out with people who don’t get excited when you’re with them, find some new people. Raise the bar a little.