The year is 1987.  The city is Bowling Green, Ohio.  William F. Buckley, Jr. joins Mr. Rogers speaking at commencement exercises the year after I was graduated from BGSU.  I drive with three friends to Bowling Green, suffer McDonald's coffee and sit through Fred Rogers' comments to listen to Buckley.  Following the formalities, we make our way to the dais for pictures with one of our heroes.  I have my father's Minolta camera and I take this picture of my friend Tim and WFB only to notice that it is the last frame on my film roll.  I can't show you WFB and your correspondent because that picture doesn't exist.  Damn you Tim.