In some way, I am always looking for certain photos. Sometimes it is intentional, and sometimes I see what I see because of who I am. That’s why the photograph is always more about the photographer than about the subject. When I was in Johnstown, I went to Franklin to take photos when I had time. And this is what I saw. It is hard to avoid the vacant lots and abandoned buildings, and patriotism, but is it also what I was looking for because it is what I expect to see?