There is a similar picture of me about the same age and the same facial expression. I wonder what made her cry. I wonder the same about myself. The late photographer has, a year + since the negatives were acquired by John Maloof, been discovered by the NYT, as Maloof mounts an exhibit of her work. There are twitters everywhere. But I’ve been getting a picture a day of her work since I subscribed to his blog more than a year ago. I hope that when the twitters die down, I’ll still see a picture a day. Her portraits speak stories.