Having a drink and dinner with my dad Orlie Alden Kennerly, Jr., better known as Tunney, in 1967 at the renowned Bimbo`s 365 Club in San Francisco. (Named after its owner Agostino "Bimbo" Giuntoli). I was a year shy of 21, the age where you could legally go there. My older friend Ron Bennett provided me with his driver’s license, and that did the trick! My dad died 30 years ago today, on November 9, 1994. He was a salesman who got along with everyone, and I never met anyone who didn’t like the guy. One thing that stood out he showed me was the art of selling people things they weren`t sure they wanted. That magical formula, a combination of humor, sincerity, and chutzpa, helped my career as a photographer in convincing people, politicians in particular, to grant me behind-the-scenes access to portray them in a more real way. Number three son James Alden Kennerly inherited his middle name from his granddad. Unfortunately @j_kennerly and our other son @nickkennerly never knew their grandfather, but my oldest boy Byron Kennerly @improvambassador did. Thinking about my dad who taught me so many things I never appreciated during his lifetime. I feel sad that I was never able to tell him that. @janestraight @rebeccakennerly
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