George Forss is a man with a mission. He proves that genius will triumph against all odds. He was raised in orphanages, struggled all of his life, he is reborn now, in his darkroom every morning, putting wonderful photos for his project “The Way We Were,” a study of New York City before 911. I love it when he and Donna come over, George and I march around with each other taking photos, me shooting fast, George deliberate and thoughtful, considering every photo, every setting. As he was leaving, he fixated on the trunk of the apple tree in the backyard and when George is into a photo, there is nothing else in the world. I am grateful to know him and count him as my friend.