I photographed Dave Barrett five times. The first time was when he was a radio commentator for a local radio station. The second time I photographed him with his beloved Volvo in Grandview Park which was in his riding. The third time was when he became premier and my photos were used for political publicity. The fourth time happened when he was about to publish his autobiography. I was hired to shoot the book’s cover.

The fifth time, in fact, was my favourite. When it dawned on me that lefty (politically) Barrett was living in Victoria I decided it was time that lefty (politically) writer Ben Metcalf who lived in Shawnigan Lake should meet. At the time Mecalf drove a Cadillac. I had Metcalf meet me in Victoria in his land yacht and we picked up Barrett and had lunch at the Bengal Lounge at the Empress Hotel.

I do not recall the details or their names but next to us there was a table with two or three political columnists for the Vancouver Sun and Province. They kept staring at us wondering what was afoot.

My memories of both men is that they were extremely intelligent but most importantly shared a wonderful sense of humour.