What a Shot

First off, look at all that hair. Not quite 25, wearing the white suit his bride had made for him, playing his Martin 12 sting guitar that was the not-nearly-as-good replacement for his beautiful Gibson that had been stolen the previous year in Nashville. His feet rest on one of those giant old trees in Central Park while his friend and best man Jamie Parslow empties his camera with this shot then pauses to load in another load of film. Remember film? Jamie always used slow Kodacolor.

The woman who would become The Great Ducknik is just out of camera range, wearing her glorious wedding dress that she had also made. This was a few days before the wedding in Ducknik's back yard on Long Island.

The hair stayed dark until The Great BZWZ became a teenager, more or less.