Hi Elliot,
I'll have to confess that "New Mexico, 1957" is the one that made the classic lower-middle-class American low-rise bungalow with uncut grass catch my eye. In color it's an absolute nothing, but in B&W it epitomizes something I find in almost all of Garry's pictures: a fundamental grasp of human intersection with reality -- something that's missing in pretty landscapes, sunsets, cat pictures, etc. It's impossible to explain this in words. Perhaps in poetry, but only with great difficulty. But it's there, and anyone really familiar with Garry's work will understand what I'm saying in that picture.