Bill Cunningham has been a heartwarming part of NYC for so long it is hard to imagine the city without him. He was a living treasure, and spotting him on the street in that blue jacket, oblivious to everything except for the shot, was to experience a special New York moment. I saw Bill photographing Princess Mary at the Scandinavian Spring Gala, then ducking and diving with his camera around the costumed dancers at the Jazz Age Lawn party on Governor’s Island, and once he even photographed moi at the Union Square Farmer’s markets. Or at least he photographed my bicycle with a basket full of goodies and me holding the handlebars. The picture didn’t ever make the New York Times, but it doesn’t matter, I was there. Thank you for sharing your uniqueness Bill, the city salutes you…