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I met Damion Maynard accidentally. If he hadn't been persistent, I might not have met him at all, or been able to sign his logbook. Early Sunday morning, I went out on a photo hunting excursion around downtown Little Rock. Hours later, hot, thirsty & tired, I walked past a small group of people standing on a sidewalk near the Old State House. I gave them a careful nod & the most minimal of smiles, not wanting to make eye contact, thinking they were homeless people who sometimes frequent the area near the river, and who regularly ask for money from passersby.

I heard a male voice say, "ma'am?" I kept walking. "Is that camera digital?" I came to a sudden halt and looked back at him. "Will you take a picture of me in front of this building?"

He walked towards me, his face kind, his voice hopeful.

Here is his story: www.9news.com/life/programming/shows/mornings/article.asp...