certainly updike knew, and i guess mr. white knew. a lot of people knew. but -- and i would often say that if he ever would let me photograph him, that i would literally stand there, take the picture, as the film came out of my camera, i'd hand them to him and he could put them in the vault until after he died or do whatever he wanted. but i thought he should be photographed. and i never -- one day i'm in california and the phone rings and this man says, "hello, ms. krementz? this is mr. shawn. i hope i'm not bothering you." i said, "no, mr. shawn, you're not." he said, "well, you know, i want to know if i could impose upon you for a favor," and i said, "oh, absolutely." he said, "well, "time" magazine has recently interviewed me for the anniversary of the magazine, and they wanted to photograph me, but i told them that i already had a photograph that i really loved of myself, and i was wondering, if you weren't too busy, if you could come and take that picture." so i said, "i'm packing to come home now and i'll be there tomorrow afternoon." so that was an