|Remnants of Lawrence.|
I was three. I do not remember what I was wearing, but being a tomboy, most likely it involved dirt.
But he never told me not to do it.
For some time after we kept in touch on business, exchanged birthday cards, etc. He is an Aries. Just like me. I'll always remember him as showing kindness to someone still finding their way. (That and he really loves Bridge.)
|O'Toole and Sharif pick up on my color theme.|
I'll also never forget his remembrances of the desert...
Interviewing Omar was not an unusual thing. I'd interviewed many celebrities at that point with my journalistic background, and have worked with many more since.
And in fact, in 1989, it seemed much further away than it does now.
|And it was.|
|In search of the Treasury. Below, the path to get there, and the place in al it's glory.|
It's all imprinted there still.
|I can't adequately describe...|
|Views from the night.|
It's impossible to judge the weathering of time in a place that is timeless.
The Bedouin colors.
|The dark and the light. My desert home.|
|Gazing on grazing.|
I don't know…I think perhaps that would be… limiting.
I probably wouldn't have been that surprised, at that moment in my journey, if indeed a Knight Templar had walked out of the weather beaten arch of the old Treasury, below the faces of statues, worn away by the carving hand of God, looked at me and said:
"You have chosen...wisely."
But, If so, it was written by me.