as many of my colleagues know, George Tames died last week after a lifetime of recording Washington's political events and personalities with his camera. He will be sorely missed. I rise to share with my colleagues an excellent appreciation of George Tames, written by Howell Raines, that ran in last Sunday's New York Times, February 27, 1994. I know that I personally will miss him. Accompanying that article was one of his celebrated pictures of Lyndon Johnson lecturing my predecessor, Theodore Francis Green. George, who photographed 11 Presidents during nearly a half-century as a Washington-based photographer for the New York Times, was both an exceptionally talented photographer and a delightful person. He was justifiably known as a consumate storyteller and that skill was captured and remains available to us in his book, ``Eye on Washington: Presidents Who Have Known Me.'' It will be difficult for us to look around and not see him recording events at the next meeting of the men and women who shape our Nation's policy. We will miss both him and his exceptional work.
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Paying tribute to photographer George Tames following his passing.
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