I can remember the first time that I saw James Dean.  I was driving on the Warner Brothers lot, and saw this tousled-haired kid sitting on the ground, outside the sound stage.  It was unusual, as one never saw anyone sitting on the lot like that.  Later, my agent said while I was working there, go over and take a few pictures on the set of a little film called Rebel Without a Cause.  He mentioned there was a new actor from Broadway playing opposite Natalie Wood, and it might be good to have a few shots of him.  This was the kid sitting in the sun.  No one could have guessed then that this “little film” would make him such a legend, or how tragically soon his life would be snuffed out.  —Bob Willoughby