This is a picture I did not take

of famed Vietnam war photographer Catherine Leroy, wearing all-black and perfectly framed while standing in a doorway in the basement of the Journalism School at U. C. Berkeley, signing a book for an admirer, one half-hour after participating in a panel discussion about the nature of photojournalism in a time of war, in which three of the four correspondents on the panel admitted to their recent decisions never to cover another war, which illuminated how much the media (and the consuming public) has changed since 1966, when Leroy was twenty-one and living in France with her new Leica, and had just saved-up enough money to purchase a one-way ticket to Saigon, which led to her career as a photojournalist, incredible pictures like these, getting captured by the North Vietnamese, and ultimately tonight, lit by flouresence, standing (perfectly framed) in a basement doorway.