Re: L.L. Bean!

[Rehotshots@xxxxxxx]

In your first response you said that 5 photographers did not want you to use 
your new camera, feeling that they were at a disadvantage, I presume.
Since you were new then, I suppose they were what I call "the big boys", 
and you the rookie.  When did you first get a chance to use your camera?'
How did you work that out with them?  Did they get one too?  

I would love to read your life story flavored with your photos and scattered 
with 
bits of technical information.  It is nice to find another dimension to your 
dynamic 
and somewhat overwhelming personality.  You are bigger than life.  I would 
love 
to hear more.  perhaps Mitch could write it for you.  You have given him so 
much.
Perhaps he could give us you -- in a book!  Mitch?  

Now,  sometimes you guys sound like my kids when they are bored - at each 
other's throats.  So, take a break.  Here is a joke I found on a website 
called  
Online Truth.  I may subscribe to it. Must think about it.  Subscribing-not 
the joke.

The Amish and The Elevator)
An Amish boy and his father were visiting a mall. They were amazed by almost 
everything they saw, but especially by two shiny, silver walls that could 
move apart and back together again. The boy asked his father, "What is this, 
Father?" The father [never having seen an elevator] responded "Son, I have 
never seen anything like this in my life, I don't know what it is." While the 
boy and his father were watching wide-eyed, an old lady in a wheel chair 
rolled up to the moving walls and pressed a button. The walls opened and the 
lady rolled between them into a small room. The walls closed and the boy and 
his father watched small circles of lights with numbers above the walls light 
up. They continued to watch the circles light up in the reverse direction. 
The walls opened up again and a beautiful 24-year-old woman stepped out. The 
father said to his son, "Go get your mother."

                                                                    rambling 
muse 

hey, if you can speak of yourself in 3rd person, i can be the rambling muse.
 it is a prayer Simon.