The boy with the broken arm and the lost camera

There was a boy I met once- with a broken arm who lost his camera on a bus. 

His arm isn't broken anymore and he has a new camera; but to me, he will always be the boy with the broken arm who lost his camera on a bus. 

I wonder how it would be if I met him now- without the broken arm, without the regret of the lost camera? Will the image ever change?

But that's my side of the story. I wonder what's his...