There are few images of my adolescence I remember more than the photographs of Bobby Kennedy. I was unaware at the time they were taken by Clyde Keller, but I vividly remember feeling like I was part of the crowd, even though Kennedy was assassinated in 1968 and I probably did not see the photos until much later.
Time passed, and when I began to read Ken Kesey it was Keller's photographs I found again.
So, imagine my delight and surprise to find that Mr. Keller has an etsy shop You may not know his name, but I hope you'll know his photos when you visit.
He's photographed a lot of wonderful musicians, my husband thinks, Frank Zappa, but I'm not sure of that. Perhaps I'll get a chance to ask Mr. Keller one day.
