DOUBLEtruck Magazine Issue 10 August - December 2007

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HARD ROCK GOLD

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Though the days of heavy newspaper pages and rolling carts are long gone, DOUBLEtruck Magazine still strives to deliver that kind of spillover quality with every issue. Our goal is to present images that you might not get to see otherwise...the rest of the story over a full two pages.

Welcome to issue number 10 of DOUBLEtruck Magazine, which contains images taken between Sept. 28 and Dec. 13, 2007.

This issue is chock-full of red-hot images of the California wildfires.

This fire was personal for us at DOUBLEtruck Magazine, as the fire was less than dozen miles to the north, east and south of us.The skies were dark for days as soot and ash rained down upon us. As a result, day was like night, and the bright glow of flames at night turned night into day.

Inside DOUBLEtruck 10, you’ll find truly dramatic, in-depth coverage of one of the greatest natural disasters of all time: the 2007 California wildfires. This series of wildfires began burning across California on Oct. 20 and wasn’t fully contained until Nov. 9, 2007. At least 1,500 homes were destroyed, and over 550,000 acres (2,500 km²) of land burned from Santa Barbara County to just inside the U.S.-Mexico border. Nine people died as a direct result of the fires and 85 others were injured, including at least 61 firefighters.

Major contributing factors to the extreme fire conditions were drought in Southern California, hot weather, and unusually strong Santa Ana winds, with gusts reaching 85 mph (140 km/h).

The fires had numerous random sources. Power lines that were damaged by the high winds started several fires. One fire started when a semi truck overturned. Another was reported as having been deliberately caused; the suspect was shot and killed at the scene by state authorities. A 10-year-old boy admitted that he accidentally started the Buckweed Fire when he was playing with matches. The last fire was fully contained 19 days after the series of fires started.

The full scale of the California fires is hard to comprehend, as they spanned an area the size of the Netherlands and burned an area the size of Luxemburg. One thing is for sure. If you lived in a fire’s shadow, its power was not to be taken for granted. One photojournalist on assignment came home to find that his own family home had burned to the ground. Though he was overcome with emotion, he kept on shooting and covering the fire in his area until it was finally contained.

Other historical events from the last 100 days are also covered in this issue, but the fire stands out.

As you look through this magazine, know that many great imagemakers risked their lives to produce these pictures. They believe in searching for the truth and telling the story, the whole story, as best they can.

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San Diego’s Witch Fire Picture by K.C. Alfred/San Diego Union-Tribune/ZUMA Oct. 23, 2007 - San Diego, California, U.S. - Alameda County firefighters watch as a San Diego Fire helicopter drops water onto a blaze on Via Conejo between Escondido and Lake Hodges.

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Guitar Hero Picture by David Crane/Los Angeles Daily News/ZUMA Oct. 23, 2007 - Santa Clarita, California, U.S. - Justin Casillas, 10, a true guitar hero, wails away as his home and life lie in ruins after California wildfires destroyed most of his neighborhood.

MAGAZINE WINTER 2007

HARD ROCK GOLD

Pictures by Louie Palu/ZUMA

Life and Death in the Hard Rock Mining Belt

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“You have to know how to read the rock. There’s a grain to the rock just as there is a grain to wood.

You have to hit it a certain way if you want to break it.

The rock never welcomes you, but it accepts you.”

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think the miners and their wives had a very true sense of community because they found out a lot quicker what life was all about. When they went into work, they didn’t know if they were coming home. And so they lived each day.

Some people live a long time to learn this. If the sun rose today and it was a beautiful day to go ice fishing, they would go ice fishing.

If someone was killed underground, they didn’t go into work that night. They sat in the bar and they talked about what a great guy he was, and then they went out and looked after his wife and his children. They didn’t wait for the government to look after them. They didn’t wait for the companies.

They didn’t wait for the union. They had a sense of living that I haven’t seen in very many other people.

—Carrie Chenier, Elliot Lake, Ontario

Working at the Face

In the narrow confines of an underground gold stope, the sound of two drills tearing into the rock face is more than a sound; it is like a physical pounding against the body.

The noise is amplified along the rock walls of the twisting cavern. The sound lets up slightly as one miner releases the pressure on the pneumatic support leg of the drill.

He pulls the drill back far enough to release the drill steel from its retainer. A 4-foot length of drill steel is pulled from the rock. Coolant water bleeds from the hole in the rock face. He grabs a longer steel rod, spears it into the hole, slaps down the retainer and bucks the drill back into the face.

The miners are drilling out a series of blasting holes on the face of the gold vein.

At the end of their shift, the holes will be filled with Amex blasting powder and wired to an electrical detonator. To maximize the speed with which they work, the miners store the various lengths of drill steel in

the completed holes, giving the impression of a multitude of spears jutting from the rock. As the men sway back and forth in the misty oil spray of the drills, it’s like watching Ahab taking down the whale.

The two men are partners, the primary production unit on which underground gold mining depends. A good partnership is based on skill, trust and an absolute intolerance for backsliders who don’t have the drive to “give ’er shit.” Every move is done for maximum efficiency…two sets of arms, legs and eyes intent on making the cycle of a shift. The cycle is the ability to muck (shovel) out a blast, scale (scrape) the back (ceiling) for loose (rock), apply metal screening and rock bolts along the back for safety and drill out a new round and get it set for blasting.

Jackleg mining is unforgiving work. It weeds out the mediocre in no time. The crews who succeed are driven by competitive pride and the lure of the bonus (an incentive fee for ensuring production). The best tend to be self-assured and cantankerous. As soon as the miners notice our lights behind them, they shut off the drills. Break time. Highballers (top bonus miners) don’t like to work when a boss or visitor is watching them. This is their workplace. They’ll handle the job without gawking witnesses.

At 3,700 feet underground, the sound of the earth shifting its weight following a blast or the removal of ground support is remarkably similar to the snap of a dry branch. This tension crack in the rock is an unnerving sound—enough to make you glance furtively over your shoulder. The rational mind knows that there is nothing to fear. After all, the development of an underground mine is based on scientific engineering principles. State-of-the-art computer modeling anticipates the response of ground stress on the particular geologic fault lines and rock formations of the mine.

But even the most complex computer-modeling scenario will only take a man so far as he stands alone in the darkness of the earth.

To an old-school miner, it doesn’t matter how many university degrees some “suit” has as they point to a computer screen to explain the reliability of a section of ground. The miner will always rely on what his instincts tell him. He knows how to read the rock. He knows when his skin starts to

tingle. And he listens closely to the way a particular mine speaks. Every mine has its own personality. The cracking, knocking and spitting of the rock helps reveal what the earth is thinking. As a veteran miner will tell you, never trust ground that is silent because you can’t guess what it will do.

As a mine advances deeper into the earth, the sounds change. Ground pressure dramatically increases as one passes the one-mile mark underground. At 7,000 feet in the Creighton Deep nickel mine, for example, the sound of the earth releasing tension is much more invasive than the snap of a branch. It’s like standing beside two boxcars as they bump hard against each other in a rail yard.

It’s little wonder that miners call such occurrences the “bumps.” Since the earliest days, miners have sung songs about the bumps, told tales about them and even personified them as the goblin forces of the deep. What is particularly unnerving about this phenomenon is that you can never locate the source of the bumping. But it’s there like an angry neighbor pounding on the rock walls, letting you know that you have no business being there.

In the Creighton Deep mine, the bumps are so invasive they can be heard above the hurricane shriek of cold air as it whistles through the ventilation tubes into the oppressive heat of the working face. And yet, despite the racket, the Creighton miners casually go about their work.

Such calm assuredness in a cavern a mile and a half below the surface is a relatively new phenomenon. For much of the 20th century, the ability to breach the notorious 7,000-foot barrier was little more than a mine owner’s fantasy. Oh sure, there were some mines who attempted to chase the veins into the depths but intense ground pressure and suffocating heat snuffed out these fledgling experiments. In the 1960s, the Lake Shore gold mine tried mining high-grade gold at depth, but as one veteran put it, “At 8,000 feet, I shook hands with the devil.”

The 120-year-old Creighton Mine has broken the depth barrier thanks to the continual innovation in new technologies. Jumbo drills, operated from air-conditioned cabs, have replaced the handheld jackleg drills.

Robotic longhole drills and remote-control

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Miners romanticize the long-shot chance in the lottery of fate but they know that they, like the ground they mine, remain bound by the laws of entropy. The good times never last. Every ton mined brings even a great mine one ton closer to its death. And sooner or later, the mines will claim the strength of the strongest miner. June Nash captured this Faustian reality of mineral exploitation in the title of her study of Bolivian tin miners: “We Eat the Mines and the Mines Eat Us” (Columbia University Press, 1982).

For the miners of northern Canada, the implications of such a bargain ingrains a dualistic worldview—a relentless optimism that another deposit will be found, combined with a “devil may care” determination to live for today. Their lore is full of colorful tales of the highballers who defy the odds by living and playing as hard as they work. After all, what other job is there where a man spends his whole shift making his workplace safe only to blow it up at the end of the day?

But there is another element to be considered pondering the cultural tendency of miners and mining communities to live for the day.

At the end of the shift, the very act of riding to the surface in the cage is, in itself, an act of resurrection. Having spent the day in the diesel-tainted air of underground, a miner’s first taste of fresh air on the surface is a moment to be savored. He spends his days in darkness, only to return to a world of the night sky.

Which is why when the miners turn off their drills and ride the cage back to the surface, you’re liable to find them spending their time in the outdoors. On Saturdays, they’ll be out on their boats bombing around the cold, deep waters of northern lakes. Bask-

ing in the sunshine. Living in the moment.

Brothers. Comrades. Buddies. Blaring AC/DC tunes. Catching fish. Not worried about the next cage call into the depths.

The Great Awakening Miners are a funny breed…even the educated miners. You get a guy who comes out of school and gets put in a drift where he’s making two or three hundred bucks a day. He’s never seen that kind of money. He’s on top of the world.

He buys all his toys, eats in restaurants every night. When the time comes where he can’t keep up anymore, he’ll have nothing.

No truck, just an old car. I don’t know if

people are like that in other jobs, but miners know that even if the work is bad for them, they’ll still do it.

A miner will try and beat his own record every day and work like a fucking dog, knowing the work is doing him in, knowing he’s getting slower. Part of the fast aging process in miners comes from the lack of sunlight. In winter, he’ll go on shift and not be exposed to sunlight for nine or 10 days straight.

He’ll eat his lunch running a drill machine with oil mist spraying on the sandwich.

That’s how these guys get stomach cancer.

I’d tell these guys, “Don’t waste your life for the overtime or the bonus.”

I was an underground diesel mechanic with 23 years experience, and I was making 19 bucks an hour at Pamour Mine. It wasn’t great pay, but we had good bargaining language. We fought for pensions and braces for the kids.

People died bringing the unions into the mines. Then, over time, the unions got in with management. The company would give the union president steady day shifts and pay for his office. They paid for the time it took to handle negotiations.

But then the mining companies expanded into places like Indonesia and South Africa.

As soon as they saw what men over there were willing to put up with, they had the great awakening. Suddenly they thought, Why should we be buying these guys boots and clothing when miners overseas will put up with fuck all?

Pamour had always been a profitable little mine until Peggy Witte (president of Royal Oak Mines) came along and bought the mine in the early 1990s. Peggy brought in her own team of managers and everything started to go downhill.

There was no loyalty. They didn’t care who you were. They didn’t know my dad. They never went to school with your mom. You meant nothing to them. A guy has 10 years in at the mine and there’s a problem? Get rid of him.

Royal Oak stripped everything out of the mine to pay for their investments in the Kemess Mine in British Columbia, which was a total white elephant. It got so bad we had to go into old headings to steal parts to keep our machines going. Everything was secondhand. We’d rebuild the motors as good as new, but when you’re running a diesel scoop in a heading with no clean air, it’s going to burn black. It’s contaminated air being run through the machine and coming out as more contaminated air. It didn’t matter if you rebuilt an engine 15 times.

Try and get a new ventilation fan for a guy and they’d cry like it was going to make them go broke. There’d be no friggin’ air in some headings. The scoops would be eating it all, and the jacklegs would be taking it. We brought in a health specialist into one heading where this guy was working and she said the air was the equivalent of smoking 5,000 packs of cigarettes a day. And the company didn’t want to put in a fan into this heading because it cost too much.

When the company finally collapsed in 1999, the lawyers moved in and seized the assets. We then found that the company had been raiding the pension fund. When the mine was closed, I had only 13 years left to go for a pension and now have nothing to show for it. I’ll have to work until I’m 70 at this rate.

—Rick Chopp, Timmins, Ontario, Canada

Lovers in a Dangerous Time Bill Whelan: I was driving truck for $8 an hour and was away from home five days a week.

When the chance came to get hired on at St. Andrews gold mine, I went to the trucking company and told them I had the opportunity to go into mining. The mine offered work near home at $16 an hour.

I wanted to know what I should do. They said, “What’s there to consider? You’re crazy to even think twice about it.”

I went to work in 1997 at St. Andrews at the age of 30. I was a crusher operator in the mill. We were working the night shift with a skeleton crew in the crushing house.

I had been working for the company for exactly two years when I went to work on the night of Sept. 19, 1999. It was 10:35 at night and I was doing a circuit check when I noticed a wire hanging over from the moving conveyor belt and I reached out to try and remove it.

The wire caught my right hand and the belt pulled my arm through and ripped it off right to the shoulder. If there hadn’t been guards in place on the side of the belt, I would have been pulled in up to my head.

If it had been my left arm that was pulled through, my heart would have been pulled out along with the arm.

When it happened, I remember thinking, Do I fight or do I just lay down and die?

I stuck my hand into the wound in my chest and grabbed whatever I could to try and stop the bleeding it felt all velvety. What I didn’t realize was that I had grabbed my brachial artery. I was holding it between my finger and my thumb. If I hadn’t done this, I would have bled to death.

When I started to go and find help, the first guy who saw me screamed and ran away.

Sam McGuire was the lead hand on shift that night, and he started the first aid.

Trish Whelan: The accident happened at 10:30, but I wasn’t told until midnight. I was the last one to know. His brother, his sister, his mother…they all knew. None of the guys from the mill wanted to call me.

I guess they didn’t know what to say. Bill’s mother called me from the hospital. I was

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alone at home with 2-year-old Liam. My mother took Liam, and my father drove me the hospital.

By this time they had gotten Bill stabilized and we flew down to Toronto Western Hospital at 4 a.m., I phoned his best friend Pierre the next day to tell him. He was driving a truck and he pulled over on Highway 400 and just cried like a baby.

Bill: I was in the hospital for 11 days. The surgeons tried to reattach my arm, but there was just too much damage to my chest and back.

When I woke up after surgery, I realized what had happened. I began to think, What do I tell my wife? What do I tell my family? What have I put my family through?

I was afraid about coming out of the hospital because I was afraid of facing Liam.

What is he going to think of me? I’m no longer a whole person. But I remember when I came home from the hospital, he came in and said, “Hi, Dad,” and then he went out to play.

I then went to use the washroom. I was sitting there and I couldn’t wipe my ass. I called out to Trish, “What am I going to do?” She said, “Deal with it.”

Trish: We had to get on with life. He had to learn how to bathe himself. He had to learn how to get dressed. There was no sense worrying about it. I wasn’t going to do up his jacket for him. He had to learn how to do these things himself.

Bill: For the first while, I relived that moment every day. I beat myself up over it. How to change what happened? This went on for a year. And then one day I heard Liam ask Trish a question and it all hit me like a ton of bricks. I was sitting on the couch in a catatonic state and he asked, “Is Daddy going to be like this forever?”

I realized I needed help. I needed counseling.

I went back to college. I’m getting retrained.

I really think there are a lot of opportunities for me.

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Trish: I told him, “So, you lost an arm, big deal. You move on. You’re alive.” Some people couldn’t understand how I didn’t mourn the loss of his arm. I didn’t marry his arm.

It wasn’t part of his personality. It’s just like if he puts on weight. Does this change the man I love?

Text by Charlie Angus

GO GREEN

Picture by Scott Mc Kiernan/ZUMA

Sept. 28, 2007 - Hollywood, California, U.S. - Dave Stewart performs his song “Go Green� for a group of environmentalists and musicians who had gathered to celebrate the 10th anniversary of Greenpeace China at the headquarters of his company, Weapons of Mass Entertainment. At the event, Coca-Cola announced that it has committed to expanding the use of innovative refrigeration technologies to reduce its carbon footprint and to increase the sustainability of its business.

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health through walls

Picture by Gary Coronado/Palm Beach Post/ZUMA

Sept. 28, 2007 - Port-au-Prince, Haiti - A sick prisoner at Port-au-Prince’s National Penitentiary waits to see Dr. John May, the prison’s doctor. May, the chief medical officer for the Correctional Health Services in South Florida, is also the founder and medical director of the nonprofit organization Health Through Walls. The nonprofit provides prisons in the Caribbean and Africa with donated supplies. The Caribbean islands have HIV rates second only to those of sub-Saharan Africa.

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Kissing Keeps the Engines Running

Picture by Hu Xuebai/ChinaFotoPress/ZUMA

Sept. 29, 2007 - Beijing, China - One hundred twenty participants compete to win a Chevrolet Lova. The person who kisses the car the longest wins the car.

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Line Dancing

Picture by John Gibbins/San Diego Union-Tribune/ZUMA

Sept. 29, 2007 - San Diego, California, U.S. - New York choreographer Kyle Abraham performs at Lillian Place’s community room during San Diego’s ninth annual Trolley Dances. During this four-day event, performers bring dance to the community by dancing at various locations along San Diego Trolley lines.

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Deadly Race

Picture by Fady Adwan/ZUMA

Oct. 1, 2007 - Gaza City, Palestinian Territories - A Palestinian man carries a wounded boy who was shot at the Erez crossing while waiting for a relative to be released from an Israeli prison. Israeli troops wounded two people, including the child, after opening fire near a large group of Palestinians in an effort to separate the crowd.

Hundreds of Palestinians had gathered to await the release of 87 Palestinian prisoners—a goodwill gesture toward Palestinian President Mahmud Abbas during the Muslim holy month of Ramadan.

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Checking Out the Competition

Picture by Sutton Motorsports/ZUMA

Oct. 4, 2007 - Shanghai, China - A Chinese grid girl hangs out in the pit lane as a Ferrari team member checks her out during round 16 at the Chinese Formula One Grand Prix at the Shanghai International Circuit.

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sinkhole

Picture by Nelvin Cepeda/San Diego Union-Tribune/ZUMA

Oct. 4, 2007 - San Diego, California, U.S. - Officials walk along a sinkhole on Soledad Mountain Road. The landslide destroyed two properties, prompting the evacuation of 111 homes in the La Jolla neighborhood.

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Marathon Meltdown

Picture by Sarah Hoskins/ZUMA

Oct. 7, 2007 - Chicago, Illinois, U.S. - Competitors try to keep cool during the LaSalle Bank Chicago Marathon, which was cut short as stifling heat overwhelmed runners and sickened hundreds.

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The Rude Lord

Picture by David Wimsett/UPPA/ZUMA

Oct. 8, 2007 - London, England, U.K. - Highlights of Sotheby’s London contemporary sale include works by British graffiti artist Banksy. “The Rude Lord,” one of his celebrated crude oils series in which he applies his graffiti motifs to fine-art paintings by other artists, is estimated at 150,000-200,000 GBP.

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Swim with the Whales

Picture by Zhou Guoqiang/ChinaFotoPress/ZUMA

Oct. 14, 2007 - Qingdao, Shandong, China - A 4-year-old boy named Yangyang swims with a beluga whale at Qingdao Polar Region Ocean World.

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And It Goes for Days and Days

Picture by Tan Qingju/ChinaFotoPress/ZUMA

Oct. 16, 2007 - Guangzhou, China - A bride proudly shows off her wedding dress, which is 3 meters wide, weighs 100 kilograms and is 200.8 meters long. The bride and groom intend to apply for the Guinness World Record.

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three strikes and he’s out

Picture by Jeff Zelevansk/Icon SMI/ZUMA

Oct. 19, 2007 - New York, New York, U.S. - Joe Torre won’t return as manager of the Yankees. He rejected a $5 million one-year contract, $2.5 million less than what he made this season. The pay cut came after the team failed to make it past the first round of the playoffs for the third straight year. Torre led the Yankees to the playoffs in all 12 of his seasons as manager and won four World Series titles and six American League pennants.

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Vote for Me

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Oct. 19, 2007 - San Francisco, California, U.S. - Ivan Uzunov and George Davis (left), a nudist activist, yoga enthusiast and writer who’s running for mayor of San Francisco in the 2007 election, film an infomercial on Baker Beach for Davis’ campaign.

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Wildfire’s Witness

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Oct. 21, 2007 - Malibu, California, U.S. - Pepperdine University student Emily Roth covers her nose and mouth to keep out ash and smoke while, in the background, Michael Richards does the same on the first day of what would turn out to be the most devastating fire in California’s history.

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Comfort Zone

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Oct. 21, 2007 - Canyon Country, California, U.S. - A firefighter tries to calm a resident of Camp Plenty Road after houses burned to the ground during a 12,500-acre brush fire that started near Agua Dulce and forced hundreds of people to flee their homes.

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WaterCooler

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Oct. 21, 2007 - Canyon Country, California, U.S. - Firefighters battle to save a house that’s being consumed by flames from the Buckweed Fire in Agua Dulce.

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Three’s Not a Charm

Picture by Will Lester/Los Angeles Daily News/ZUMA

Oct. 22, 2007 - Green Valley Lake, California, U.S. - A house number falls off a burning home along Holcomb Creek Drive as the Slide Fire rips through the area. Hundreds of thousands of people are evacuated and hundreds of homes are lost throughout Southern California after several wildfires scorch the Southland.

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Snake Dance

Picture by Mark Avery/ZUMA

Oct. 22, 2007 - Foothill Ranch, California, U.S. - Plastic pots and debris burn at a nursery as firefighters struggle to put out the Santiago Fire, which was set by an arsonist.

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The Battle Goes On...

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Oct. 22, 2007 - Chula Vista, California, U.S. - Firefighters from the San Diego Rural Fire District knock down hot spots that threaten the San Xavier Catholic Church on the Jamul Indian Reservation.

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The Saints Will March Another Day

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Oct. 22, 2007 - San Diego, California, U.S. - Dave Krohn removes three religious statues (Mary, Jesus and Jesus on the cross) from the San Xavier Church for safekeeping as a wildfire burns on the Jamul Indian Reservation. Krohn is a police officer with the Jamul Tribal Police.

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Magic Fire

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Oct. 22, 2007 - Santa Clarita, California, U.S. - A fire helicopter pumps water from a golf-course pond in Stevenson Ranch to fight a blaze, dubbed the Magic Fire, that erupted near the well-populated Stevenson Ranch development on the west side of the valley.

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Sliding into Disaster

Picture by Will Lester/Los Angeles Daily News/ZUMA

Oct. 22, 2007 - Green Valley Lake, California, U.S. - Firefighters from Running Springs combat the Slide Fire as homes burn along Holcomb Creek Drive.

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World Series of Fire Continues...

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Oct. 24, 2007 - San Diego, California, U.S. - Chula Vista firefighters Tom Johnson (right) and Mike Filson observe the fire off of Honey Spring Road as they position themselves for structure protection on a home.

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Capitol Confrontation

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Oct. 24, 2007 - Washington, DC - Codepink protester Desiree Farooz accosts U.S. Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice, calling her a “war criminal� just before Rice was to give testimony on the U.S. Middle East policy before the House Foreign Affairs Committee.

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Presidential Compassion

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Oct. 25, 2007 - Escondido, California, U.S. - U.S. President George W. Bush comforts firefighters at Kit Carson Park in Escondido, which is the base camp for firefighters battling wildfires in San Diego County. Bush came to Southern California to view the damage caused by the wildfires that have devastated the area. Firefighters have finally gained the upper hand on nearly all of the California wildfires, as winds have died down after five days battling fires from the mountains north of Los Angeles down to the Mexican border.

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Pam’s Song

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Oct. 26, 2007 - Santa Monica, California, U.S. - David Healey prepares to spread his wife Pam’s ashes into the Pacific Ocean. Pam fell victim to leukemia at the age of 60.

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Needles in a Haystack

Picture by Jonathan Alcorn/ZUMA

Oct. 27, 2007 - Rancho Bernardo, California, U.S. - Friends, volunteers and neighbors gather to help the Gilliland family look for personal items in the rubble of their home.

Their home was in a cul-de-sac where only two of nine homes remained standing after the Witch Fire swept through the neighborhood.

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Hair-Raising Experience

Picture by Li Junsheng/Imaginechina/ZUMA

Oct. 27, 2007 - Kaifeng, Henan, China - Two Chinese kids embody the spirit of the 2008 Beijing Olympics with their hairstyles. The Chinese characters carved into their hair mean “welcome Olympics.�

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No Place Like Home

Picture by Charles Neuman/San Diego Union-Tribune/ZUMA

Oct. 27, 2007 - Escondido, California, U.S. - Jackie Olson (right) and her 13-year-old daughter Alexis inspect what’s left of their Highland Valley home after the Witch Fire torched their neighborhood.

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Puzzling

Picture by Carl Kiilsgaard/Palm Beach Post/ZUMA

Oct. 28, 2007 - West Palm Beach, Florida, U.S. - NTSB investigators and the Palm Beach County Sheriff’s Office examine the scene where a Piper PA-28-181 plane crashed on the Quail Ridge Country Club golf course Saturday night. Two people were killed, and a third was critically injured.

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the Sox Win!

Picture by Mark Christian/Sporting News/ZUMA

Oct. 28, 2007 - Denver, Colorado, U.S. - Jonathan Papelbon of the Boston Red Sox jumps for joy at Coors Field during game four of the World Series. The Boston Red Sox won the World Series, sweeping the Colorado Rockies 4-0.

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Driven to Win at All Costs

Picture by James Berglie/ZUMA

Oct. 30, 2007 - Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. - Senator Hillary Clinton reacts during the Democratic presidential debate held at Drexel University. Clinton’s rivals for the Democratic nomination for next year’s presidential election have attacked her in the latest televised debate. Nevertheless, Clinton has a clear lead in opinion polls and has also raised more campaign funds than any other candidate.

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Kissing a la Mode

Picture by Mark Avery/ZUMA

Nov. 1, 2007 - Paris, France - A man in a café reads a newspaper as an image of a couple embracing is reflected in the glass at the Saint Séverin Café on the Place Saint-Michel.

The café is near where the famous kissing image “Baiser de l’Hôtel de Ville” (Kiss at City Hall) was made by photographer Robert Doisneau in 1950.

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Hot Legs

Picture by Zheng Lei/ChinaFotoPress/ZUMA

Nov. 3, 2007 - Shenyang, Liaoning, China - A girl shows off her tattoos during the 2007 International Tattoo Arts Convention. The tattoos on her leg recount a very old Buddhist mantra, which loosely translates to “You are a good person if you do not do covet these things—sex, money and materials things.”

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Navy Fever

Picture by Thomas J. Russo/Greenfield Daily Reporter

Nov. 3, 2007 - South Bend, Indiana, U.S. - Navy midshipmen and women react as their football team scores the winning touchdown in the third overtime period of their 46-44 win over the Irish of Notre Dame. The Naval Academy hadn’t beaten the Irish since Roger Staubach was quarterback in 1963.

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Sunday Boat Ride

Picture by Luis CortĂŠs/El Universal/ZUMA

Nov. 7, 2007 - Villahermosa, Tabasco, Mexico - Heavy October rains lead to heavy flooding, leaving 80% of the state of Tabasco under water. Additional teams of medical workers and police officers from other parts of Mexico flew into the state of Tabasco today as authorities raised concerns about escalating health problems and looting after the five days of heavy rains last week that put much of the low-lying state under water. The swollen rivers that had flooded much of Tabasco continued to recede

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American Spirit

Picture by Afton Almaraz/ZUMA

Nov. 11, 2007 - Citrus Heights, California, U.S. - In preparation for tomorrow’s Veterans Day Memorial Service, Laura Turle readies another American flag for post along with her son Logan Kirby and friend Don Gearing at the Mount Vernon Memorial Park.

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Rah! Rah! Sis, Boom, Bah!

Picture by Jack Kurtz/ZUMA

Nov. 12, 2007 - Phoenix, Arizona, U.S. - Jane Freas and other members of the Sun City Poms, a group of senior citizen cheerleaders from Sun City, Arizona, march in the Veterans Day parade. According the Veterans Administration, the Veterans Day parade in Phoenix is the fourth largest Veterans Day parade in America.

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Dead Man Walking

Picture by Bob Larson/Contra Costa Times/ZUMA

Nov. 15, 2007 - San Francisco, California, U.S. - Giants Major League Baseball player Barry Bonds, 43, is indicted for obstruction of justice and perjury for telling a federal grand jury that he didn’t knowingly use performance-enhancing drugs. If convicted on all five counts, baseball’s home-run king could go to prison for up to 30 years. “During the criminal investigation, evidence was obtained including positive tests for the presence of anabolic steroids and other performance-enhancing substances for Bonds and other professional athletes,” the indictment read.

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Russian Tragedy

Picture by Sergei Ermokhin/PhotoXpress/ZUMA

Nov. 19, 2007 - Strait of Kerch, Krasnodar, Russia - A massive ecological catastrophe is growing even larger in the Strait of Kerch, where at least 10 oil tankers and cargo ships filled with sulfur were wrecked in a savage storm on Nov. 11, 2007. At least six sailors died in the wreckage. When the tanker Volgoneft-139 split in two, roughly half of the 4,770 metric tons of fuel oil that was on board spilled from four of its eight tanks. Four other boats sank in the storm, resulting in the release of sulfur cargo.

DTzine.com 101 More than 30,000 birds have died as a result of oil pollution. And at least as many are covered with a layer of oil and are destined for death. There are no plans to save them. This oil-covered swan is destined to die.

Viva Knievel!

Picture by Metropolitan

Nov. 30, 2007 - Clearwater, Florida, U.S. - Robert Craig “Evel� Knievel, 69, dies after a long battle with lung disease. For more than 40 years, Knievel jumped and crashed motorcycles like no man had ever done before. In addition, he fought to overcome tremendous obstacles like diabetes, hepatitis C, pulmonary fibrosis, a hip replacement, a liver transplant, arthritis, 38 shattered bones, numerous surgeries and two strokes. Knievel’s legacy as a legendary daredevil will undeniably live on among millions of fans.

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Deadly Protest

Picture by Evandro Inetti/ZUMA

Dec. 7, 2007 - Rome, Italy - A Senegalese woman sets herself on fire in front of the city hall in protest over Senegalese President Abdoulaye Wade’s visit to Italy. The woman, later identified by city officials as 41-year-old Kebe Peinda Gotha, was in critical condition with burns over 60% of her body after dousing herself in flammable liquid and setting herself ablaze. Senegalese officials said she had wanted to meet the president. The Italian media described the woman as an activist for the rights of Senegalese immigrants.

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Madrid Menagerie

Picture by Juanjo Martin/EFE/ZUMA

Dec. 8, 2007 - Madrid, Spain - Animal-rights activists from Igualdad Animal (Animal Equality) lock themselves in cages in Madrid’s Puerta del Sol to protest animal slavery on International Animal Rights Day.

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Path to Enlightenment

Picture by Diego Ignacio/EFE/ZUMA

Dec. 8, 2007 - ValparaĂ­so, Chile - A devout young Catholic drags himself on his hands and knees, with candles in hand, through the entrance of the Virgen de Lo VĂĄsquez Sanctuary. He is one of thousands of Catholics who make the annual pilgrimage to the sanctuary to celebrate the Day of the Immaculate Conception.

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Virgin GuArd

Picture by Jamie Wiiseman/Daily Mail/ZUMA

Dec. 10, 2007 - Paris, France - Five planes, a camel, a tent and 30 female virgin bodyguards...Libyan leader Moammar Gadhafi arrives in Paris with his entourage. The conventional treatment for a visiting head of state is five-star accommodations and a fleet of limousines. This one brought his own tent and camel. Security might consist of some hefty male bodyguards and strategically placed marksmen. This VIP brought 30 blue-uniformed females, all supposedly virgins. Don’t be deceived: The Libyan leader’s

DTzine.com 111 female guards are trained to kill. Few of the orthodoxies of a state visit remained unchallenged as Gadhafi breezed into Paris in his Bedouin robes. His 400-strong entourage arrived on no fewer than five planes before heading to the HĂ´tel de Marigny, where the Libyan leader will pitch his heated tent in the grounds. He was said to be bringing a Saharan camel with him in order to “greet visitors in the true desert tradition.â€?

Harry Potter Goes to France

Picture by Khanh Renaud/Visual/ZUMA

Dec. 10, 2007 - Paris, France - Libyan leader Moammar Gadhafi visits the National Assembly to see Bernard Accoyer (right) after signing deals for $14.7 billion in contracts for armaments and a nuclear reactor during his first official visit to a Western country after doing away with weapons of mass destruction and renouncing terrorism.

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Ike Turner 1931-2007

Picture by Mephisto/DAPR/ZUMA

Dec. 12, 2007 - San Diego, California, U.S. - Soul legend Ike Turner dies from a cocaine overdose at the age of 76. Turner, a guitarist, pianist, bandleader, talent scout and record producer, played a profound role in shaping American music. His 1951 single “Rocket 88” is often regarded as the first rock ‘n’ roll song.

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Bringing Down the Wall

Picture by Fady Adwan

Dec. 13, 2007 - Rafah, Gaza Strip - Members of the Palestinian security force loyal to Hamas participate in a training session next to the Egyptian border. As violence escalates in the Gaza Strip, Israeli Prime Minister Ehud Olmert convenes the security Cabinet, where top political and defense officials are deciding whether to continue the policy of brief incursions into Gaza rather than launching a broad invasion.

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Red-Handed

Picture by Louie Palu/ZUMA

Dec. 13, 2007 - Zhari District, Kandahar, Afghanistan - An Afghan National Army soldier’s hands are stained red by henna. It is an Afghan tradition for men to dye their hair with henna.

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P I C T U R E S B Y W I L L I A M C L A X TO N

DT: How long have you been taking pictures?

William Claxton: “Oh my god, I started taking pictures when I was 9 years old, 8 years old, with a box Brownie my grandmother had given me. I took pictures of my dog and my cat, my family, the car. I’ve always photographed our cars, and suddenly it became an advocation with me. Then a kid moved into our neighborhood—Richard Lang. He was a real scientist, very sharp, and we built a darkroom together. He knew

DTzine.com 121 July 1962 - Hollywood, California, U.S. Steve McQueen drives at breakneck speed in his Jaguar XKSS on Mulholland Drive.

everything about lenses and chemistry, everything. Through the years, we were very close. I didn’t have to go to photography school, because he knew it all… I learned all the technical things from him. It was a great experience. I do remember my earliest thoughts about photography that always fascinated me, was when I clicked the shutter and I captured the images on film, that moment will never happen again.”

WC: It was 1961 or 1962 at Paramount Studios. I had an assignment from Life magazine. I was one of their stringers and shot a lot of movie people for them. I had an assignment to stay with Natalie Wood for a couple of weeks. That was a tough assignment—she was a wonderful girl. When we went to rehearsal for a movie, she was going to be in with a new young guy named Steve McQueen. I had seen him on a television show, “Wanted Dead or Alive,” and I realized he had a wildly interesting, different kind of face. He wasn’t the typical leading man type at all… Everyone was sitting around a table for the first meeting, and I was introduced. Natalie gave me one of her beautiful looks which melted me. I looked over at Steve and put my hand out.

He wouldn’t take it. He just sat there with his cold blue steel eyes starring right at me, with a little half smile. I thought right then, I was in trouble with this guy. I was a little nervous about him. I didn’t know what he was up to. They finished the meeting and he came up to me and said, “I gotta tell you, I really don’t like photographers much, so stay clear of me and we will be fine.” I said okay, whatever you say. I knew he liked cars, and one day I saw him drive in with his DJag and parked. I pulled up and parked right beside him in my Porsche and we started talking about cars, and I thought at least I’ve got that going. I stayed clear of him…

Finally, after eight or nine days, I was sitting with him, he kind of warmed up to me, and he asked if I wanted to have lunch with him in his dressing room. I did, and I took my camera out and I said, “Look, Steve, you like driving, you like engines, you’d probably like to see the way this thing works.” So, I showed him and he got very hung up with it. I said, “So, point it at me and tell me what to do. Turn this way or that.” He did, and he loved it. He started taking pictures of me with my own camera. I said, “It’s fun, isn’t it?” He said, “Yeah!” I said, “Let me do it to you now. Feel that light from the window, turn into it, and then look back at me.”

Click. He said, “That was pretty nice.” We built a relationship shooting pictures back

and forth. He finally said, “You’re okay.

Shoot whatever you want!”

DT: Is that how you got so much access to him?

WC: Well, then we got really friendly. He started taking me on motor trips in his car.

We would go on motorcycle trips together, and then we would take double road trips with my wife and he and his wife. We got so close that I had a camera with me every minute and he got used to my shooting everything he did. We would stop for lunch, and I shot pictures of him. I was able to get pictures of a person and their personality in much more depth than one would ordinarily get. I became like his brother. We traveled together and worked on several movies together. It was a really close relationship. I hated to see it end, but there came a point where he became very abusive to his friends and people that worked for him. Not to me, but I could see it coming. The reason was...

It was cocaine. He was starting to get the cocaine habit, and like everyone that uses that stuff, it was like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

DT: How did the picture in the convertible Jag happen?

WC: We were out shooting one Sunday morning. We were driving around in his XKSS. It had right-hand drive, and I was in the left-hand passenger seat. I was trying to figure out how to shoot him and I finally just stood up in the seat. He slowed down a little bit and I got him. One shot, that was it.

That picture has become very famous. I was foolish standing up like that. I could have fallen out so easily, but luckily he didn’t hit the brakes or anything.”

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DT: Since this is for the Backstory, I would like to concentrate on your relationship with Steve McQueen. I know throughout your career you have covered everything from legendary jazz musicians, movie stars and the beautiful Peggy Moffitt (Mrs. Claxton), but I think the story behind your relationship with McQueen is very interesting. How did you meet?

November 1962 - New York City, New York, U.S. - Steve McQueen plays matador with Manhattan traffic.

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WILLIAM CLAXTON

June 1964 - Hollywood, California, U.S. - William Claxton’s wife, top model Peggy Moffitt, wears a revolutionary monokini by designer Rudi Gernreich. Claxton and Moffitt debated for a long time about doing this shoot for Life magazine.

“I said no, she said yes, and the designer, Rudi Gernreich, begged for us to do it,” says Claxton. “So, we did it for historical reasons, but we wanted complete control over the images. They were not to go to Playboy or Penthouse magazines, and they didn’t.”

William Claxton was born in Southern California in 1927. Since 1952, he has been creating photographs that have garnered attention for their intimate yet soulful feel. Claxton has long been considered the world’s foremost jazz photographer, gracing the covers of countless albums and magazine covers for over five decades. While attending UCLA, Claxton began to photograph a young and unknown trumpet player named Chet Baker. Throughout the trumpeter’s meteoric rise to fame and his equally dramatic demise, the Claxton images of Baker are largely credited as defining both his initial fame and posthumous legacy. His reputation grew as his work appeared in Life, Paris Match and Vogue. Hollywood stars loved him; Steve McQueen, Frank Sinatra, Marlene Dietrich and Judy Garland gave him unusual access. In the 1960s, Claxton collaborated with his wife, noted fashion

model Peggy Moffitt, to create a stunning collection of iconic fashion images featuring the revolutionary designs of Rudi Gernreich.

A Claxton-directed film from this era, Basic Black, is considered by many to be the first “fashion video� and is now part of the collection of the Museum of Modern Art in New York. Claxton is a founding member of NARAS, the Grammy Award Association. He is the winner of many photo awards, including the Lucie in 2003. As the author of 13 books, including his critically acclaimed Jazzlife, and the subject of dozens of exhibitions, Claxton enjoys a worldwide audience for his work. Claxton lives in Los Angeles with his wife and partner Peggy Moffitt. Their son Christopher manages their photographic archives.

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ALWAYS COOL under fire

Picture by Louie Palu/ZUMA

Dec. 13, 2007 - Zhari District, Kandahar, Afghanistan - A Canadian soldier from the Vandoos B Company patrols the front lines. His company’s mission is to win the hearts and minds of the locals in the common quest of bringing peace to this war-torn region of Afghanistan.

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