At some point in my life, maybe in my late forties, I began to really celebrate the lives of ordinary people. Ordinary in one sense, but not ordinary to me. Over the years I had always been befriended by people whose names I could not remember, but who looked out for me and made a difference. Now, older, I can take action on one of my dreams to put into words and pictures the people who I’ve met and admired, or just admired from afar.
In January 2009, I interviewed Marvin Coach Powell.