Much to Gary Beeler’s benefit, 1934 dodges don’t run forever. Gary was a year old when the family was headed to California in 1947. The old dodge blew a rod, and a temporary stay in Billings Montana was mandated. Sometimes temporary is a long time.
Fifty years later, Gary took Linda, his bride of over thirty years, and his dog, and moved to a little patch of ground near Boyd Montana, where deer and beaver play along the banks of Rock Creek.
In the interim, Gary earned a business administration degree from Eastern Montana College, climbed power poles for rural electric, earned a commercial pilots license, sold real estate, and made gasoline for a local refinery.
Gary was once an active hunter but over time, the guns gave way to the camera. Photography had been a hobby for a long time, and according to Gary, “Every day is hunting season when you hunt with a camera”. The preservation of the beauty of an animal through film, or the candid capture of an animal’s personality, or a scenic picture of the land where wild animals live and play became Gary’s pastime.
Upon retiring in 2001, Gary turned full time to photography and writing. His pictures, and or articles, have been published in Montana Magazine, Montana Outdoors, Grit Magazine, and regional papers. His work has been displayed in several galleries and in restaurants, clinics, and stores in Red Lodge and Billings. More of Gary’s work can be seen at www.Garybeelerphotography.com.
Gary Beeler is a member of AMERICA's National Parks and WILDLIFE Habitat, Montana , Wild Nature Photography & Writing, Wildlife, Landscape, and Nature Photography Online Magazine and Wolves in Art.
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“willow and I both ate that white stuff and it’s poison and we’re going to die,” she moaned.
I don’t know why I was attracted to her. Her hair was a dirty tangled mess, she stank, she was nothing but skin and bones, and she only spoke in a tiny, whiney voice.