I first met this man on April 5th while traipsing through Chinatown.  I was set on asking complete strangers if I could photograph them - yet I had nothing to offer.  He was sitting there next to a red brick wall intently examining his feet.  I took a deep breath, knelt down beside him,  and asked him if I could take his photograph.  Surprisingly, he said yes.  I took one shot - here it is:

I thanked him and moved on.  

Yesterday, I was back in Chinatown but this time I had some breakfast muffins with me as well as two classmates in tow.  I went to seek this man out and found him in the same area.  He had on the same shirt, a more colorful bandana wrapped around his head, and a pair of shorts.   This time, I was able to give him a muffin to thank him for last week.  Then, I introduced my classmates, and asked if we could photograph him again.  He was very gracious and let me and my classmates bob & weave around him frantically trying to find the right angle.  Harold was originally from Tennessee.  He was relocated to Hawaii to fuel large C130 cargo planes.   As I listened to him answer John & Richard's questions,  I watched him strike pose after pose holding completely still each time.  It was then that I realized how obvious it was that we were not the first group of people to take his photograph.  Harold is a pro.   CFC16_02135801A