Most of the time, folks start busting up, you want the very beginning or the very end of it. Getting a photo while someone’s in the middle of a full blown laugh attack is usually rather unflattering.

Matter of fact, I can’t think of anyone I’d want to photograph while they’re just totally yucking it up.

Except Anita.

She starts laughing, I can’t take the pictures fast enough. I can feel the smile on my face, set off by hers. There’s a sound that comes along with it, bit of a squeak that rides under the laugh, a bottom note, damned adorable.
Always glad she doesn’t do that thing some ladies do where they cover their laughs, though, in writing this, I understand the urge. Most folks, you don’t want to see that part of ’em, that weird unattractive contortion of their face they have no control over.

But Anita I could watch all day, sit down with a bag of popcorn and just watch, tossing out off-color jokes, whatever it took to keep her laughing.

That’s how good her laugh is.