Occupy Love

I got a phone call the other day. A man on the other line with a soft voice introduced himself as Noah, the gentleman protesting I photographed with Anna and Jason in front of the Capitol building in Raleigh. I had given him my card and enthusatically encouraged him to contact me so I could send him some photos.

“I am wanting to get back into dating after my fiance died three years ago,” he told me. He wanted a copy so he could make it his profile on an online dating site.

He recounted the story of how the love of his life had died so suddenly three Decembers ago. One second she was here and the next she was gone.

They never had their chance to marry, and the winter months have been hard for him ever since his beloved passed.

I could feel the loss in his voice, there was a tenderness and fragility to it that gave me goosebumps. I had to pause and catch my breath during the conversation. It was hard not to be emotional.



Noah told me he and his friends had been camping in front of the Capitol for 45 days. He had heard about people “occupying” cities and towns across the country.

“The Occupy Movement helped me out of a long depression.  I made new friends and I interact with the world,” he told me.

He felt that actions spoke louder that words, so he decided to Occupy. Instead of a place, he wanted to Occupy Love.

“Love is the most powerful thing in the world. It can change just about anything,” he told me just before he hung up the phone.




Noah I hope you enjoy the photos and they help you find that special someone.