Wednesday I went to the Cirque du Soleil with Rebecca. We parked far and walked. It was a warm evening so it was a pleasant stroll through a neigbourhood that thanks to Concord Pacific is transforming the area. I played the game of telling Rebecca that we would leave at the intermission because I was bored. She didn't buy it. We both had a good time and walking back we passed ex mayor Philip Owen on Pacific Boulevard. Across the street I spotted what at one time was the headquarters of the Vancouver Indy. I remembered taking portraits there of a gracious and handsome young man, Greg Moore who posed for me in his brand new Mercedes SLK 230. That was in June 1998. Moore died the next year. I looked at the empty parking lot where Moore's car had been parked and I held tight to Rebecca's hand and walked on.