I always wanted to tell this story but no one except people who use this website would appreciate it. About fifteen years ago, maybe more ,I returned to New York to show my portfolio at several important galleries.Got to give it a shot right? The gallery told me to call and pick up the portfolio later in the day.Meanwhile I shot some photos in lower Manhattan near the Chelsea area. Around two o'clock I gave the gallery a call by pay phone. "Let"s see, we have your name here. Yes, you can pick up your portfolio now". Take into account all the dreams I had of possibly getting some recognition, I hung up and was deeply depressed. I look up and Ralph Gibson is walking down the sidewalk in the opposite direction and looks at me. He seems to know I recognize him but he says nothing.I say nothing. What could I say? He has a Leica M6 hanging at his side. He continues walking and enters a building right down the street. To double check, I look at the building directory. Ralph Gibson Apt xx. I promise I was not stalking him. That event sticks in my mind to this day.