A Photographic Memory

No One Was Hurt When Their Names Were Dropped

Tom Zimberoff circa 1980, somewhere in the Sahara Desert

Preface: f8 and Be There!

My career took off in a helicopter carrying the military dictator of Panama. I was a stowaway.

As a young photojournalist hell-bent on making my bones (having already had some less substantive success publishing rock-n-roll and celebrity pics), I gambled on…