He skidded on his heels when I greeted him. The look on his face was one I would never forget. Not that I could. The fearful and skittish look remained, but surprised, joining it, giving it a wondrous cocktail of emotions on his face. His mouth opened and closed several times as he tried to form words. Eventually, he said, "uhh, the umm." He continued to sputter for a bit. "The press is barging in. I wasn’t sure.."