I first met Martine in 1965. I was working then as an assistant to Hugh Moffett, the editor-in-chief of Life magazine, in Paris. I remember the day when a charming and distinguished young woman made an appointment with me to see if it would be possible for her to help out the two technicians who ran our photo lab. She wanted to know all the secrets of the darkroom so she could one day become a photojournalist.
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