Clinton St. Quarterly, Vol. 5 No. 3 | Fall 1983 (Seattle) /// Issue 5 of 24 /// Master# 53 of 73

ww«w«« , 5 d ■ • < ov Iremember the day that I first met Tim Page. It was May 22,1977, early in the season of Gemini. I didn’t know then that Tim Page was the greatest combat photographer who’d ever lived. I found out all about that later on. I was sitting in my friend Bill Cardoso’s tiny apartment on Sutter Street, in the section of San Francisco that Cardoso referred to as “Palooka- ville.” The buzzer on the wall sounded, indicating someone at the apartment house door downstairs. Cardoso picked up the phone, listened briefly, w ^ 4 /flwl|Pw’^ ’WM* ^lt»J^, . u g h 7 - .. .^ ■- ■■« '<9 *?’W h i t- ■™ .WU/rff' '‘S ^ i s ^ ^ ^ and then pushed the button that unlocked the door to the street. “It’s Tim Page,” Cardoso informed me. “Today’s his birthday.” Cardoso, a long-time newspaperman and journalist, told me that he’d known Page for years. “Get ready,” Cardoso cautioned me. “Page is something else!” The door to the apartment burst open and a tall, disjointed guy with grey streaks in his brown hairand a wild look in his eyes lurched into the room. “Happy birthday, Pagel” Cardoso greeted him, opening a king-sized can of Foster’s Lager. “Have a beer!” Cardoso introduced us, and we shook hands. Page spoke with a pronounced British accent. I looked into Holly Near & Ronnie Gilbert OF THE WEAVERS Catch hold of a LIFELINE The live album that captures the warmth, power, and excitement of their historic collaboration. Available at: Budget Tapes & Records Music Market/Fred Meyer Tower Records Distributed by GENEVIEVE PRODUCTIONS 2616 S. Judkins Seattle, WA 98144 (206) 324-1878 72 Clinton St. Quarterly his face and observed that his eyes pointed in different directions. Page moved about like someone who’d been in a bad accident and had never fully recovered. When he walked, he hunched over slightly and shuffled his feet a little bit. One leg was pointed out at an unusual angle from the hip, and he placed his weight very carefully when he walked and sat. Page spoke loudly and completely dominated the conversation. There was a raw, manic quality to his voice. I liked him instantly. Page asked me if I’d been in Viet Nam. “No, I skipped that one,” I told him. “Were you in Viet Nam?” “Part of me still is,” Page said. He _ ____ 1816 8th Avenue Seattle 98101 (206)625 0711 (800)732 1129 toll tree in Wo The BESTof old Gnew for Men G Women Specializing in Silks and Cashmeres 203 1st Ave 5o. Pioneer Square 682-9411 YESTERSHADES VICTORIAN STYLE LAMPSHADES Silks & Satins with Fringes & Beads. Custom Designing to Suit Your Tastes & Needs. 10% off । with this ad J L 3554 S.E. HAWTHORNE JM, PORTLAND. OREGON 97214 238-5755