I never knew of O. Winston Link until B&W photography began to interest me while living in the City; Manhattan, that is. After going to a show or two in Tribeca, Chelsea, the gay 'hood at the time, and Rizzoli, I caught the shutterbug (at least that of other's disease of shutterbug) and one evening met a man who told me about O. Winston Link. An elderly man at the time, maybe he was a relative; Lord knows. Some couple of decades later while visiting Roanoke from Spain in order to visit my Mommuh and Get Out the Vote in Staunton, I stumbled upon this museum. The two who worked the door could not have been more helpful. As a Virgo, I appreciated their attention to helping me pick up details of this man's life. The museum and my Tshirts stuck with me. Full Gallop, Andale, Anda, Che viddiamo.
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