Hi Marc:
I suspected the homeless in San Francisco would become a memory for you, also.
Their agressiveness wasn't a scene that I cared to photograph. Nor the
passivity of those in Las Vegas. I suspect indifference to them is less
humiliating than being photographed like a zoo animal.
I have in my personal slides one of those haunting images of a man soon to be
dead. I photographed him while decending the Bright Angel Trail in Grand
Canyon National Park in 1973. He was a drifter out of Connecticut who left
his van and belonging on the South Rim. He joined me (on a bicycle trip) and
a college friend (who had hitched a ride with him) on a hike to Phantom Ranch.
Those two continued to the North Rim after a night at the bottom and I
returned to the South Rim to continue my trip. Upon returning to school I
learned that the drifter became one of Grand Canyon's missing person's. Half
way to the North Rim he had gotten high on Sacred Dactura, took a midnight
hike, and apparently fell, never to be found. It is a haunting slide, given
that it was the last picture of him and the memories so vivid.
Gary Reese
Las Vegas, NV
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