Jay was a waiter at some snooty dinner club.
It was a classy place where nobody bothered the famous people.
At a banquet honoring Cary Grant, Jay bribed the photographer to capture him in a shot with Grant.
He didn’t want to be obviously a waiter, so he set his tray down and maneuvered into position behind the actor.
In the picture, Grant was too handsome, contemplating his drink with a mischievous smile, and Jay looked like he was planning a jewel heist.
I haven’t seen Jay since 1981, and I lost my copy of the photo two or three moves ago.
R.K. West is a Pacific Northwest writer.
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