Until a few years ago, Paul Fienburg, who took the photos on these pages, never had a best friend. "It's not that It's not that I didn't want one, it's that, like the way some people who have never been married say, 'One never seemed to come along.'"
But that has changed since Fienburg, an electronics engineer, took up photography six years ago. "At first I was just a voyeur. I used the camera as a means of satisfying my curiosity about other people and their friendships. I was protected by the viewfinder, seperate, but peering in."
The more Fienburg peered, the closer he got to people he photographed. "As people accepted my photography, I felt accepted and stopped being afraid of being myself. After a time, I didn't need the camera as a shield. I finally found my elusive friends."
Fascinated by friendships, Fienburg published some photographs of friends in the Washington Post Magazine on June 19, 1977. Since then his interest has grown to become a new book, released this week by Quick Fox publishers. The photos on these pages of Washigtonians are among scores found in the book. "It's a record of what I found looking through a lens at people's friendships. And it's a celebration of my new friends." Lenoard: A couple of guys were boxing in the backyard. I saw Joe was dominating and outclassing these guys. I was just in the early stages of my carrer in the amateurs. put the boxing gloves on with Joe and hit him so hard he said, "Somebody turned the lights out." Ever since then we've been swinging together and boxing together.
Now I pretty much can buy or have anything I want. But I keep my head on right, someone I can talk to outside the ring, someone I can kid with, someone I can pound on when I have to.
He was ther before I has anything. Joe will always be there. Broady: I pointed out everybody that was boxing in Palmer Park. One day this guy called "Ray Charles," who lives in the court, comes around, and we boxed a couple of rounds. He was smaller then, but gee-whis his left hook stayed. He had the talent.
We competed in the tornaments together. I won the Golden Gloves in '73. He went on to the Olympics. We used to sit back and fantasize about winning a title and big cars and fancy clothes and lots of money.
It's behind me now. One of us made it and one of us didn't. He had the will power and determination to stick it out. If I had stayed in the gym and pushed it like him, I might have made it too. But I guess everybody has a sad story. Donald (about his identical twin):
He gives me a sense of calm. I need him, but it's more than an intellectual or emotional need. We share the same soul. Hunter: The general, even at 90, has the most amazing memory of anyone I've ever known. I'm forever learning new and wonderful things about life fromthe stories he tells. He quotes songs, people he served with on the Mexican border in 1913 -- when he was chasing Pancho Villa.
He's alway's taking classes or learning something new. It's hard keeping up with him, but I enjoy trying. Davidson: I'm West Point class of 1913; he's Annapolis, class of 1931. My class was dying out so our two classes have had joint meetings for years. We're supposed to hate the hell out of each other, but it didn't work out that way; if we do we certainly backslide.
We make things together. We don't have the foggiest why, but it's more fun to do it together. Ray retired in 1959 and started coming over here, now he comes over almost every day.
I don't think we thought we were friends. As Pericles said, we are "woven into the stuff of other men's lives." I don't know how we got woven or why, but it really doesn't matter. We're so wild. We're game to do almost anything. We always act crazy and get in trouble no matter wherewe go. In school Mr. Hennessey can't stand us 'cause we bug people and are so bad. It's hard to find people like us. Starr: My first job on the road was for Sam. He's the only one I work for without a contract. It's just like coming home.
he's not greedy. He has consideration for people's feelings. He has never told me how much to take off. He don't play with me or any of the girls, and he never did, even when he was younger. Sam is a gentleman.*%Shanker: She's one of the finest troupers in show business. This is a lady. She always behaves herself. Her word means everything.l
I've been in this business close to 40 years. Show business ain't just what it is anymore. These newcomers give me nothing but a headache.
Blaze knows you go out and do a show to the best of her knowledge and gives the public everything she's got.
She makes up right, wears the flashy gowns, gives entertainment. She's what show business is. She's one of the all-timers. CAPTION: Picture 1, Sugar Ray Leonard, Boxer and Joe Broady, Security Guard ;
Picture 2, Louis Keith, Professor of Medicine and Donald Keith, Engineer ;
Picture 3, Gen. Howard C. Davidson, U.S. Army officer, retired and Adm. Raymond P. Hunter, U.S. Navy officer, retired ;
Picture 4, Susie Borkenhagen, Age 12 and Pat Linton, Age 13 ;
Picture 5, Sam Shanker, Nightclub owner and Blaze Starr, Burlesque Stripper Photos by Paul Fienberg