I think of moments when I came across people on the street. People I would have loved to photograph, but did not for some reason. Probably assuming they wouldn’t like to be photographed. Why, I don’t know. It’s a strange thing to think. People like to be noticed and often feel flattered when you take their picture. Anne and Rudolf, who I met during a short trip to Rostock last week, didn’t mind. And I’m glad I took up my camera. They gladly told me about their lives. They “have seen it all”, as Rudolf says. Anne is 90 years, Rudolf one year younger and their marriage has lasted over the past 66 years. I’m happy that I have some pictures of them, and not only in my memory stored under passed moments as so many times before.