I Love Paris...

This is one of my favorite pictures:

I actually took this picture. Believe it or not...with my old, decrepit camera. R.I.P.

It's one of those shots that says so much...and quite frankly it was so spur of the moment, I almost missed it. Not surprising considering the performance of my previous camera.

This picture was taken at the Pierre La Chaise Cemetary in Paris. We were wandering around that day, taking it all in. There was a service happening, and we where doing our best to be respectful. I turned around to see a black cat sitting in front of a crypt. It seemed so fitting to me, a black cat in a cemetary. As I was taking a picture this older gentleman walked up and starting petting the cat. Either he didn't notice or didn't care, but he never even acknowledged me. It was just one of those moments.

As I looked at the picture when we got back to the hotel room, I realized it was one of those pictures with so many questions...

Was he attending the service of a friend, or a loved one? Maybe even someone he didn't even care for?

Was he just taking a walk in the cemetary because that's what he did every day? Did he see the cat every day? Was he visiting someone he knew? Perhaps his wife?

What was the story of his life?