Edward B. and I met at Uncle Charlie’s Downtown bar in Manhattan in 1989. I found him attractive and, when he stayed overnight one time (he lived in Greenwich, Connecticut), I unsuccessfully tried to persuade him to fool around with me. I didn’t realize how cautious Edward is, having only been to bed at this point with a small handful of men in almost 40 years out. He lives in Laguna Beach and we’re still close today. This photo was taken on my bedroom window sill on the night he stayed with me. I just loved the shadows and strips of life reflected through the window.