Passing of an icon

We all know this photo – I call it “The Kiss,” although there’s all sorts of names for it, none of which seem to be official or not.  It’s an iconic image of celebration and victory.

For what it’s worth I like the photograph, because it invokes a lot of positive emotion for me.  Victory, celebration, joy, jubilation, and the romantic in me eats this kind of stuff up.  I like that there’s a gigantic statue of it out in San Diego, and I smirk approvingly whenever it’s paid homage to, but it’s not something I’ve really given a whole lot of thought to otherwise.

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