(uh . . the guy on the right. That's John Wayne he's chatting up)
. . . the pensive photographer on a picnic in the 1970's . . .
. . . would some day years later become this . . .
Yes, back in the day, Timmer was my television news photographer in Phoenix.
But a move to Denver, some 40 years of aging, a necktie and a haircut turned him into a respected vice-president on the verge of retirement.
I look at him now and marvel at what the years have done.
(p.s. He's a grandfather, too, but he's still one of my old pals.)
