Chapter Six



“Take my picture.”


Those were the first words Freddie Herko ever spoke to me and, over the next several years, they became the bond that held us together.  Freddie loved to have his picture taken, and I was more than willing to oblige. 


I met him in a rehearsal studio where James Waring's Dance Company was putting together a program to be performed at The Living Theatre.  Freddie, a young male dancer, was wearing grey leotards, and a grey tank top.  I thought he was one of the most beautiful young men I had ever seen.  


I had come to watch the rehearsal in preparation to doing some photographs of the actual performance, and so, I had my camera strung around my neck.  Freddie immediately spotted it, and came up to me to introduce himself. 


After our first meeting, I photographed Freddie whenever I could.  I photographed him in his apartment.  I photographed him in dance rehearsals.  I photographed him on the streets at night, gazing into bridal store windows.   MORE...



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