I met Dr. Hunter S. Thompson in January of 1988. It was on the eve of his 50th birthday, and one of his traveling buddies from the campaign trail, Curtis Wilkie, then a writer at the Boston Globe, had talked Hunter into an interview. He had not, however, talked him into photographs - but I was nevertheless sent off to Aspen a few days after new year's to make my request in person. I was told only 2 things; Hunter does not get up before 9 p.m. and before going to see him, coat my stomach with a few glasses of milk.