tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32254833.post2932054756315776198..comments2023-10-03T12:30:10.020-04:00Comments on Friends are my art form: What would have been a great xmas photograinymshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238826300503881384noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32254833.post-52405518993736565142007-11-29T09:40:00.000-05:002007-11-29T09:40:00.000-05:00Happens to me all the time. You walk away, thinki...Happens to me all the time. You walk away, thinking, I missed another one!<BR/><BR/>This incident you write of reminded me of a story someone else told me. <BR/><BR/>This excerpt is from a recent column of mine. I wrote this one about Pete Keim, who lives here in town now. He has the biggest collection of American flags in the world and Bergdorf's gave him all their display windows for the one year anniversary of 9/11/01.<BR/><BR/>To wit:<BR/><BR/>Long story short, Pete’s flags were indeed displayed in Bergdorf’s windows, just as he had envisioned, on September 11th, 2002. He thinks that that this was the first time in history that there was no merchandise in the Bergdorf windows with the display items. Just his flags. <BR/><BR/>Pete says that he and his son Kevin (who many west Austinites know as the Director of the Charles W. Moore Center for the Study of Place) strolled across the street to observe people’s reactions. At one point, an African-American woman stopped, stared and stood there transfixed. Then she started sobbing. An Asian woman who had been talking to her sidled over and gently put her arm around her shoulders, making a perfect tableau. <BR/><BR/>Don't know about you, but I often mentally punch in a song to go with scenes like that. For the tableau you described, a standard like "More Than You Know" would work well. <BR/><BR/>Love your blog!Forrest Preecehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02324872987433184257noreply@blogger.com