This is a simple one. I have loved the photograph above since I first saw it about 11 years ago. Why? Mostly, because I stop when I see it. The main elements draw me in. I think about the boys joyfully pushing this wheel with a stick up one side of the street. And the hearse parked across the street and headed back in the direction from which the boys came. It gets me thinking about the beauty and cyclical nature of human life. For starters. But it also can get me thinking about Cartier-Bresson's "decisive moment" and the satisfaction one can find in doing candid photography.