The evening of June 17, 2008, the Boston Celtics were up three games to two going into Game 6 of the NBA playoff finals against the Los Angeles Lakers.
In a power-house of a match-up that was reminiscent of their three playoff series against the Lakers in the 1980s, the Celtics had a chance to win their 17th NBA championship trophy that night in June, 2008.
And I had tickets.
I and a friend had decided to take a chance that the Celtics would win the championship in Game 6. Splurging on an eBay purchase of a pair of tickets, we met a couple of hours before the game at the Haymarket T stop, he arriving on his bicycle and I having taken the train. It was a clear, cool, beautiful evening and we enjoyed the weather as we strolled over to the North End for dinner.
Little did I know that we were walking into one of the greatest photo ops I’d ever experienced.
I used to be invisible.








Our Siblings of Juchitán
I recently discovered the shop while doing some exploring during a 10-day business trip that kept me in Europe over a weekend.
In perusing the racks and stacks of magazines, comic books and newspapers from not quite all over the world, the color photograph on the cover of one of them caught my eye. The image was of twin girls of about six years of age, wearing dark blue velvet dresses as though ready to go to church, both looking out from the book with large, brown, soulful eyes.
Upon flipping through the pages, I realized it was a photography periodical, the name of which I have forgotten if I ever took notice of it at all; the title was not printed on the front cover. This particular edition was devoted to Mexico and included both portraits and journalistic images of Mexican people and places. A photo essay included within gave me pause at the enormous coincidence of picking up this particular publication among the hundreds that were displayed and led to a discovery that is the subject of this post.
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