My wife and I cruised up the Mississippi on a Paddle-wheel
steamer, the American Queen. We has a few hours ashore in LaCrosse, Wisconsin.
With less than an hour left, I ran into town looking for locals to meet and
photograph. As I passed a restaurant, I ‘felt’ more than saw a man leaning
against a wall, smoking. Intuitively I thought that he was an employee on
break. I wheeled around to face him as I began my mantra (asking to meet him
and get a portrait). The words were not totally out of my mouth when I focused
on his expression. He did not look happy. Maybe I approached the wrong guy.
But he quickly said OK, and his demeanor and voice did
not match his face.