A couple years ago, I saw two strangers, a gentleman and a lady, lock eyes across a room, a heat and attraction so immediate and so intense that it threatened to destroy every notion that “it could only happen like that in the movies”, ironic considering we were at the premiere of the lady’s first film. With camera in hand, and having just purchased a new lens earlier that day, I slowly backed up into a corner and watched silently as the dashing gentleman cooly approached the resplendent lady, as if they were jungle mammals in some nature documentary narrated by Richard Attenborough. I quietly but quickly held my camera to my face, snapping up just one photo before the lady noticed her old friend being a creeper with a camera in the corner. Later that evening, I apologized to the lady, telling her I had taken the photo because I wanted their grandchildren to see the moment Grandma and Grandpa first met on that perfect Autumn day in New York City. But really, more so, a couple years down the line, when I would at long last gaze upon her sparkling ring finger…I just wanted to be able to smile and say to one of my oldest friends, “I told you so.”
I TOLD YOU SO.