The last time I photographed Soldier Man was during the winter. It was late at night, a storm was blowing through Gotham, and he was covered with snow. Today he was covered with flowers, standing tall on a Civil War memorial that lies just inside Central Park, near the 69th Street entrance off Central Park West. I snapped away, thinking of my father, a veteran of the Korean War. Big guy, big sigh. He would never talk about his experience, except to say - in a sardonic tone of voice - that he never, ever, wanted to have scrambled eggs again.