A gentle, soft-spoken man, Urmachermeister Albert Hammer, sat before his tool-cluttered work bench, almost as I had left him twenty-odd years ago. Now seventy years of age, his hair had turned white, but his eyes were still bright and clear. "Politics? I never bother about politics. It is always the same swindle. For awhile I was master of the guild. When the war was over some soldiers came and cleaned out my shop. They took every good watch I had in the place, I had to give up the store, couldn't raise the money to buy new stock. Luckily they left me my tools"
© Center for Creative Photography, The University of Arizona Foundation
Gelatin silver print
Overall, Primary Support: 9 5/16 x 9 1/16 in. (23.7 x 23 cm)
Image: 9 5/16 x 9 1/16 in. (23.7 x 23 cm)