Thank you, Shorpy, for bringing Marion Post Wolcott to the fore for me. A few years ago I had only a vague notion of Wolcott's work -- said by a fan of many of her contemporaries, especially Dorothea Lange. But time and again you show me a new image of hers that simply knocks me out.

This.

What she's got in her picture taking is a synthesis of aesthetics and engagement. Her framing is inspired to best tell her story. And the guys are telling her -- us -- their story. She's in their world and has been listening to them tell their stories. She's intrepid, hungry for all that people can tell. These men. She's continuing to listen as she sets up her her shot, getting their rhythm. And, ultimately, it all comes together in the instant -- which she hears coming in the banter, coming from all the faces and bodies -- and *click* she captures their group-moment of naturalness. So much story in one telling moment. Thanks, Marion.

That's a honey of a leather jacket on the handsome chap just left of center, beside the Spencer Tracy lookalike.