Ansel.

Someone will become the repository for some Kodachrome slides (!) I took, of A.A. at work (photographing the LBL Lab Director, Ed McMillan then.)
The session, done at a desk in control room for the 'Bevatron' were to be used in a coffee table book about U.C. (on some Anniversary or other) called, Fiat Lux.
Later, up on the "craneway" where he took some shots of the machine, I got to peek at his ground-glass, after he'd composed one. Friendly, non-primadonna kinda guy.
(Mentioned previously, wayback.)

I (natch) asked him at outset, if I might take some shots of (him + assistant) as he worked. Soundlessly of course.
OK, says he. These likely were via Nikon f--post 'Photomic' *model? and I can't recall why I had slide film in it: it was enough that camera was in my car / for this unscheduled Opportunity.
* ~'66 ergo well before the F-2, my last Nikon. May Kodachrome/dye-transfer==ANALOG.. Live Forever!

(Actually I think I like the expression I got on Ed's face ... a tad more than A's final cut: all this after he'd composed the scene, asst. holding passive reflectors etc. etc. so I had all those ineffable assists, needed only to ... ... Get the LIght Reading right!/Nikon did.

Ah well, photog stories are akin to bench racing before/after the T.T. -- fascinating mostly to fellow fanatics.

About only premeditated event was catching Audrey (starring in a SFWarfield Theatre production as ... Gigi!) and a thoroughly impressive portrayal of That ingenue, too..
Seeing the sneak preview in Pasadena, of Roman Holiday? Ditto. Who Knew!? I would witness the birth of a pixyish Legend.

{{sigh}}

Hell, I have an 'autograph' of Sir John Cockroft, who once lectured a tad at The Institute. Shoulda thanked him in advance: for that Cockroft-Walton 500 KV stack in the original ion source.
Thus, at two venues I have just happened to bump into several Giants (with those legendary shoulders-with-footpads) while, just-missing a few I'd like to have briefly chatted up.

Methinks that Memoirs are ~ for people who demonstrably assimilated / made use of all such brilliance acquired (through osmosis?) by later er, doing insanely-Great stuff.
Just an Observer though; early on I realized my preference to play with all the intricate nonesuch Toys, to some lesser purpose than.. inculcating Everything about some specialty and ... ...
You Know: toiling like Sisyphus evermore.. in search of [The New]

We also serve who only stand and kibitz.. magnifying the Absurdity of All and Everything, aka
The Miracle! that ... "there is Anything At All"--including *Oneself*



* An 'entity' {?} which, how/where/when-ever It exists: remains always a gigantic {???}
Maybe we get a Clue in the final brain shutdown..? Maybe Not. This 'It' seeks no Certainties
--those ego-derived phantasms suck the Life out of every moment, methinks :-)