And my girl actin like a brat So when she call, I don't answer - I just write her back
I don't really remember the day when I stood behind my camera with Henry Kissinger on the other side. I am sure he doesn't remember it either. But this photograph is here now to prove that no amount of kindness on my part could make this photograph mean exactly what he. . or even I. . wanted it to mean. It's a reminder of the wonder and terror that is a photograph.