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I Picked Up A Camera Because It Was My Choice Of Weapons Against What I Hated Most About The Universe: Racism, Intolerance, Poverty.

And Now, I Feel At 85, I Really Feel That I'm Just Ready To Start.

I Have Been Born Again And Again And Each Time, I Have Found Something To Love.

Photography Was My Choice Of Weapons.

If A Man Can Reach The Latter Days Of His Life With His Soul Intact, He Has Mastered Life.