My Tribute to Ken Heyman

Ken, you changed my life, and I should have thanked you long ago.

I saw you speak in the basement of a New York YMCA sometime in the late 60’s. I was searching for my life’s goals with a camera.

Certainly it was your images, your persona, your humanism…but further, it was something even greater that I can’t quantify.

Perhaps it was the way you shot a candid of a cleaning lady who wandered into the room with pail and mop?

Surely I was impressed, but I didn’t realize how profound your influence was

until I walked the streets of Manhattan the next day.

And as I walk today, you are with me.

Thank you so very much

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