Another photo exhibit, with a theme even!
Sundays seem to be rather productive, blog wise. Go figure.
Anyway, another quick photographic exhibition for your viewing pleasure . . .
The family's favorite piece of livestock, Copper, doing a little Hugh Masekela this weekend before I decided to take a little road trip to engage in some marginal remembrance . . . .
This was nice to see. As a high schooler I used to bicycle a lot - partially as exercize when I ran track (supressing sniggers here) and because I liked to get out and enjoy some of the less touristy places in Southwest Virginia. This 1944-period United Mine Workers union hall was an abandoned dump then (circa 1980). Now it's a church.
This little piece of ironwork was highly valued in Norton, Va. as a real-live piece of ordinance from the USS Constitution. Its real story is far more interesting. It's actually a fake, non-fireable iron casting done when the Constitution was restored in 1907. If you visit several towns across the US, they have some of this piece's sisters. Others are set in concrete along the seawall at the Boston Navy Yard for use as bollards (not bollocks).
And another story. Thirty-six years ago, the location depicted above was a pleasant, sloped, grassy corner lot where many of us kids played touch football, frisbee or otherwise did the normal things that kids do. At least it was that way when I walked to school that morning. The return trip revealed a significant excavation on that site, and over the next thirty years, the town's dominant robber-baron family erected the steel skeleton you see. The running joke was that it had one floor for each time th ebuilding permit was renewed, and that was in 1994. The family sold it and a significant chunk of real estate holdings this year, and hopefully this monstrosity will be dismantled. I call it the 'pagoda from hell.'
Never be nostalgic - only remember.
Anyway, another quick photographic exhibition for your viewing pleasure . . .
The family's favorite piece of livestock, Copper, doing a little Hugh Masekela this weekend before I decided to take a little road trip to engage in some marginal remembrance . . . .
This was nice to see. As a high schooler I used to bicycle a lot - partially as exercize when I ran track (supressing sniggers here) and because I liked to get out and enjoy some of the less touristy places in Southwest Virginia. This 1944-period United Mine Workers union hall was an abandoned dump then (circa 1980). Now it's a church.
This little piece of ironwork was highly valued in Norton, Va. as a real-live piece of ordinance from the USS Constitution. Its real story is far more interesting. It's actually a fake, non-fireable iron casting done when the Constitution was restored in 1907. If you visit several towns across the US, they have some of this piece's sisters. Others are set in concrete along the seawall at the Boston Navy Yard for use as bollards (not bollocks).
And another story. Thirty-six years ago, the location depicted above was a pleasant, sloped, grassy corner lot where many of us kids played touch football, frisbee or otherwise did the normal things that kids do. At least it was that way when I walked to school that morning. The return trip revealed a significant excavation on that site, and over the next thirty years, the town's dominant robber-baron family erected the steel skeleton you see. The running joke was that it had one floor for each time th ebuilding permit was renewed, and that was in 1994. The family sold it and a significant chunk of real estate holdings this year, and hopefully this monstrosity will be dismantled. I call it the 'pagoda from hell.'
Never be nostalgic - only remember.
posted by Frontier Editor at 21:15
4 Comments:
What an adorable doggie!!
I've gone back to visit places from my past and they are sadly never the same. They say you can't ever go back and perhaps they're right.
Sometimes they're better, sometimes they're worse. But they're never what they used to be.
My dog thanks you.
Please can we see the pictures of you in your shorts when you ran track? x
Sorry Cherry, but the U.N. has at least two conventions prohibiting that sort of thing, not to mention the warped space-time continum between my bony rear then and my sail-around-the-Cape of Good Hope-because-the-Panama Canal-has-its-limits backside now.
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