the stuff of childhood
still no people, but nonetheless not my usual kind of series: for a long time i've wanted to see the places that i grew up -- reconnect, perhaps, to those times before i really understood that not everything in life goes right. the chance to do this was one of the strawman tasks i could set up for myself during my move back to the u.s. if i had to do some driving, why not do it through the old country?
so here's a set of snaps -- where you might have found me from age 5 to 14. the chronology, as much as there is one, is in reverse order.
this was in a certain sense my backyard. our lot backed right onto this lake, and i spent a few summer afternoons on this dock, being bored out of my mind fishing, but very eager to eat any fish we could catch.
so here's a set of snaps -- where you might have found me from age 5 to 14. the chronology, as much as there is one, is in reverse order.
this was in a certain sense my backyard. our lot backed right onto this lake, and i spent a few summer afternoons on this dock, being bored out of my mind fishing, but very eager to eat any fish we could catch.
but are there big slooow fish swimmin' in there?
that's scary.