"I said, 'We could also just drape it over you,'" Serrano recalled. "I said, 'I only ask you to do this because you'll always be America's hero.' I could see the heaviness that came over his face. He started to say something, then concluded, 'I... can't... go... there.'
Serrano reluctantly shot a stock portrait before heading home. As he hung the costume up in an empty closet, he had a sudden revelation: he had found his portrait.
[Serrano entitled the poignant work Remembrance of Things Past.]