True story: I was leaving work one day at my downtown office in a midwestern city. I was pulling out my wallet to scan out of the garage, and crossing right in front of me was Alex Webb, Leica in hand and backpack on. I was so stunned I couldn't think of his name. I was totally blank so all I knew to do was yell out "Hey Photographer!" He didn't hear me and I was so bummed that I didn't get a chance to meet him. And I'm not kidding about this part: I had his book: "The Suffering of Light" in my backseat. Dang it!
