I had overheard Clinton as he asked if the hotel had a steam room so he could moisten his vocal cords before his acceptance speech, and so I later "happened" to be there when he arrived with three Secret Service agents. Could I take some pictures? He said, "Sure, pal." I could only make three frames at a time before the lens fogged and I had to leave the room, wipe off the steam, and come back in. This was Clinton's private time, so after five trips back into the steam room, I left him alone.
