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James was sitting on a couple crates near Dunkin Donuts, on Wabash street near Trump Tower. He needs clothes, "pretty much everything", he said. When I guessed his waist size (for jeans) and he smiled and said, "how do you know that?" He was a friendly guy and didn't have a whole lot to say but, "I've been out here about an hour and a half". He's been homeless for about a year. What he wants people to know is, "I don't do drugs".
Sinar P, Schneider-Krutznach Symmar 1:5,6 / 300, New55 PN100, Polaroid 545i, positive instant prints
Golden birthday for a player of local travelling baseball team. Marble cake, vanilla buttercream. Hat and Jersey are cake. Golden baseball is RKT. Hat rim is gumpaste base. All decorations in fondant, baseball stitching in buttercream.
La Purísima Mission was founded in 1787 and destroyed in 1812 by the same earthquake which destroyed much of Mission Santa Inés, about 20 miles from there, and damaged the Santa Bárbara and Ventura missions. The mission was rebuilt four miles away, but after Mexico secularized the Spanish missions in 1833, the buildings were abandoned. Adobe walls do not hold up too well if you remove the roof tiles for other uses, so there were just ruins left when FDR’s Civilian Conservation Corps (part of his New Deal) pledged to restore the mission, which is now a State Historic Park. Unlike so many missions that have been completely swallowed up by cities, this one, with its ample grounds, still shows what the missions were like when they were active — minus the activity...;-)
Native American Graveyard, Birch Hill Cemetery, Fairbanks Alaska. June 2018.
Another apparent incongruity, a Cleveland Indian's baseball cap with an American Indian caricature (Chief Wahoo) adorns a cross
in this Native graveyard.
While offensive to many Native Americans, others embrace (or reappropriate, or exploit) the symbol. It is not uncommon here to see Athabascan men wearing Chief Wahoo hats.
As a former Clevelander and long-time Indians fan I have long held the opinion that Chief Wahoo should be retired. Many Clevelander’s disagree, they use mostly ironic and moronic arguments related to tradition.
While trying to think of what to do for my SP today and also wanting to do something for Mike, I came across this picture Mike took for FGR and the group Lazy Photography. I looked no further as I was definitely feeling lazy about taking a pic today.
Congrats on finishing your 365 today Mike. You know we'll all be waiting for you to start up again (when your ready). I think your just great and I'm glad to have had the opportunity to hang out with you twice now! (Meet-Up #3 . . . anyone???) And, by no means is my laziness in taking a picture today any reflection on how I feel about you! Mike, you rock!
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Either they were sleeping or the crows got smarter these days.
And don't ever dare to try this at work. Bad things happen when you get caught. Just look at them. :))
"The Batwoman! The local celebrity smashing her opponents on and off the diamond!"
('Batwoman' by DC Collectibles / DC Bombshells - Designer Series: Ant Lucia)
Gregory was in a homeless camp underneath the Kennedy Expressway, near Belmont and Kedzie. He's been out here for two years. They have a nice encampment with well-insulated tents. They heat their tents with small camping heaters. "We like to keep it neat around here". They even have a porta potty that a gentleman donated to them and services every two days. Churches and other folks come by and donate food and other supplies. Everything donated they have in a common area in the middle of the camp. Everyone I spoke with was super nice. Gregory hurt his back years ago and isn't able to work. "There are good people in the world", he said.
A graffiti smile in the foreground but not from the pavement person, despite the early morning beer.
Inadvertent capture while trying to shot some street art.
Some of the few people I saw walking along Princes Street, here reflected in the dark windows of a passing coach.
A new interview with Lorne Fuller from CBC on 11 January 2020. He will be 90 years old next week, on 16 January 2020.
"Meet the Albertan behind all those baseball caps on fence posts near Longview"
www.cbc.ca/news/canada/calgary/meet-the-albertan-behind-a...
Colleen Schmidt, CTV Calgary
Published Wednesday, September 3, 2014 3:35PM MDT
Last Updated Wednesday, September 3, 2014 3:38PM MDT
A southern Alberta farmer has collected hundreds of hats over the last 25 years and has found a unique way to recycle and display them.
Anyone who has ever driven down Highway 22 near Longview has come across the farmer’s fence that has a baseball cap perched on every post.
Lorne Fuller owns the property and is known by his neighbours for his caps and cars.
“In those days when you went to the city the businesses all would give you a cap,” said Fuller.
He didn’t want to throw them out so he started looking for something to do with the stack of caps.
“We had just got back from a trip up to the Yukon and some farmer way up in northern Alberta, he nailed caps onto the fence post so I thought, there’s a place for these blasted caps so I went downtown and got some boys off the street and we come out here and nailed up the caps and that started the caps.”
Fuller has been popping caps onto the top of the posts since the 1990s and now others are contributing to his project. “There would be a bag or a box of caps at the mailbox with a note on it, here's caps for your project good luck."
He now has an entire hat shack that is filled to the brim with ball caps.
Fuller says the caps are a novelty and that visitors often turn up in his driveway to find out the story behind the fence toppers.
“It’s fun to visit with people and I've certainly met a lot of people over this cap thing, you know,” said Fuller.
Fuller’s passion for caps has even been featured in publications from other countries.
He says one family from Holland stopped by and took photos while on vacation and later sent him a copy of a Dutch magazine that featured his famous fence.
calgary.ctvnews.ca/farm-fence-toppers-talk-of-the-town-1....
Twenty years old now. No need to buy a new $65,000+ F-150. You almost need to be a millionaire if you want to pay "cash" full price for a new truck. Not a smooth road ahead for the American truck manufacturers if people can't afford the $900 monthly truck payments and stop financing them.
Skateboarder in Training!
No idea why there are 2 lollipops in this set, they don't make sense, why not a bone or a ball?
Paris, France - July 2019: cute tourist girl wearing a red beret and being portrayed by a Painter of Montmartre, at The Place du Tertre, a few streets away from Montmartre's Basilica of the Sacré Cœur.
"I @#$^%*& love homonyms."
('Batwoman' by DC Collectibles / DC Bombshells - Designer Series: Ant Lucia)
[Note: This was a conversation I had months before COVID-19. I'm not connecting with anyone during this time].
Jean was at the corner of Hubbard and Randolph by Macy's. He's been homeless for about three months and prior to that about four years. He was living in a tent city for awhile in the north part of Chicago. Now, he's staying elsewhere. He said he's been doing pretty well (making money on the street) and said weekends are the best and sometimes Mondays. Not too long ago, he had his cup stolen that had about eight dollars in it. He just shrugged his shoulders and said, "well, I guess whoever took it needed it more than I did". Quite an outlook on life, when everything you have is taken. The same thing happened on the train a few months ago. His bag was stolen that had his Link card, IDs, belongings. Now he has to go to the Fourth Presbyterian Church to get new IDs. In the short time we were there, two other homeless gentlemen engaged him, asking him how he was doing, etc. There is an obvious camaraderie among the homeless.
Jean, a homeless veteran, stayed for quite awhile and had a lot to say. He was talking about his experiences with the Shelter that he's a part of (he also helps the shelter distribute sleeping bags and blankets to the homeless. He sells umbrellas and ponchos to people when it rains. He bought a bunch of umbrellas recently and said jokingly, "and it hasn't rained since!" He had an obvious love for life and wasn't at all down or depressed. His name was "Jean". He pronounced it numerous times with a French accent, obviously very proud of his name. "It's like Jean Claude Van Damme", he said. He occasionally sells things on the corner of Michigan and Randolph. "I'll give you a discount", he said with a smile.