A TRIBUTE Vic Di Lucia announced that he would retire at the end of July. The NY journalism scene will be greatly diminished without his presence. Too bad. Not that he doesn't deserve to retire. Vic has worked the scene here in NY City and the suburbs for over 48 years. He told me that he started his career with the old NY Journal American and worked there as a photographer for 13 years. When the Journal American folded, he was hired by the NY Post and he worked there for 14 years. Finally, his talents were sought after and he went to work for the NY Times. He has been with the Gray Lady for 21 years.
Every news photographer who has ever worked with Vic will agree that he is, indeed, a gentle man. He is soft spoken and self effacing. He works stories from the edges and rarely gets in anyone's face. Still, he gets his close-ups, and you have to wonder how he did that. While the rest of the pack is jostling for a position, I have seen this man stand calmly to hold his place in the milling mob, while around him the media circus performs. He has covered just about every major news
event that I think that there has only been one other news photographer whom I have ever known to be better dressed than Vic. Louie Liotta, of the NY Post, had to be #1. But, that's because Lou wore a fedora. Otherwise, Vic has always set the standard for proper dress for us. In all the years that I have known him, I have always appreciated his devotion to his family. I have never heard him bragging about his kids, but, I know that they and his wife occupied a major part of his life. And his God. He never talked religion, but I know him to be a very spiritual man. No matter what he wore, there was always a pin in his lapel that made a simple statement that epitomized Vic DiLucia. It said "Try God." A bunch of his friends threw him a retirement party a few weeks ago. For some strange reason, the planners of the party made it a luncheon in the early afternoon of a working day. A lot of people wanted to attend but couldn't because they were working. In spite of that, there was a very respectable turn-out. Vic has a lot of friends. There were a number of fossils, like myself, as well as a large contingent of young shooters. They came from every paper still publishing in NY and Long Island. There were also some editors, writers and columnists. This guy's popularity crossed departmental lines.
"You're boring, Vic," I stated. Everyone's
mouth dropped open. Except for Vic. He just smiled at me. "You're boring
because no one can tell any wild stories about you. I can probably tell
some interesting tales about two thirds of the photographers in this room,
who were involved in some kind of crazy scene or debauchery. But, you always
managed to do a great job without getting into any of that."
Vic DiLucia is anything but boring. If you talk with him, you will find him to be an intelligent conversationalist and has some great stories to tell. What I said was meant to be a compliment to his professional abilities. I hope that everyone understood that. I know that Vic did. Good luck, Old Friend. You will be sorely missed. Dick Kraus
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