Recently I ran into David Burnett at,
VISA POUR L’IMAGE in Perpignan, France. We reminisced about all the places we had run into each other around the world. Then I flashed back to our first meeting.
One of the more humiliating things in this business is all the infinitely long lines we occasionally endure to obtain credentials. Like a typical news schlub, I was standing in an interminable line of cameramen & reporters & photographers at Logan Airport. The Secret Service was doing security checks of the media. Mesomorphs in dark suits were surreptitiously listening to wires coiling out of their ears. Standing behind me in line was a hirsute photographer with a worn khaki jacket full of bulging pockets. Somehow under all that hair I recognized a face that I had only seen in magazines. In between his past Pulitzer Prize photographs from Vietnam & his future Picture of the Year photographs, he was in Boston covering the Pope John Paul ii visit to USA.
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