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Fred was sitting on the northeast side of the Madison Street Bridge, by the Civic Opera Building. One of the first things he said was that he got hit by a CTA train and was in the hospital for two months. "That was when I woke up", he said. He doesn't drink anymore and is trying to stop smoking. He was sitting over on this side of the bridge, because it was less busy. "I like to be away from that, so I can be myself. "A man gave me $20 and told me to give some of it away too, because good will come back to you". So, he tries to do that whenever he's able.
Eddie was sitting at the southwest corner of Washington and Wabash. Currently he's staying at Pacific Garden Mission. He had an issue with his former landlord and he ended up losing all his belongings. He's going to be getting his veteran's benefits tomorrow, which will help him finally be in a place to find housing. He spoke of his grandkids and how much he enjoys seeing them. What he really needs right now is a bus pass. His advice? "Be yourself...and stay away from the bad stuff. There's a lot of temptation out there."
This display of baseball caps for sale at a farmers fair reveals the true nature of Trumpism and its symbiotic relationship with the old southern racist Confederacy.
Photograph published on March 25, 2022 { link below }
File: 2022004-0537
Penn Street and Broadmead, outside of entrance to Cabot Circus, Bristol, South West of England, United Kingdom, on Saturday 9th of July 2022.
About this photograph.
The Bristol Pride parade was marching northwards up Penn Street, and I was walking alongside, taking journalism and documentary photos of the march.
By this point, I reached the entrance to Cabot Circus, across from Broadmead, and was still looking for any shots to take.
Someone, I think a lady who was taking part in the parade, walked up to this guy with the bicycle, and tried to knock his sign off. The action happened before I noticed it, and by the time I got my camera up, it was too late.
All I could do was take photos of this guy, adjusting his sign back on his bicycle, then I spotted those two guys in the left side of the photo.
One is operating a camera, and the other is holding a microphone. They don’t look like a proper television news crew, so I figured maybe they’re just someone making a YouTube video. I think they wanted to interview him.
About the event.
Bristol Pride is an annual festival held over couple of weeks, promoting equality for the various LGBT+ people, with a march through the city at a weekend.
The Bristol Pride started life in 1977 as a fundraiser for the local LGBT community, and evolved into an annual event held every year. There was a gap of only some years between 1994 to 2010 when it was restarted.
The 2022 march started at Castle Park, near Castle Street. The route took them past Cabot Circus, and went around the major shopping area by using The Horsefair and Union Street, and as they went down Union Street, they headed towards Castle Park. When they reached Castle Park, they turned into Wine Street, went into High Street, and into Baldwin Street, headed towards the A38 which is Anchor Road. This route took them into Canon’s Road, and ended up near the Bristol Aquarium.
The march was said to take about an hour, but as a photographer whom would go back and forth, up and down the line, looking for good shots, it took me at least a couple of hours to complete the route.
After the march, those whom bought tickets, can attend an evening musical festival at The Downs, approximately to the north-west of city centre. I did not attend this event, and by the time I got back to my friend’s home, I was worn out from the heat.
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Paris, France - August 2019 - Painter of Montmartre drawing a portrait at The Place du Tertre, a few streets away from Montmartre's Basilica of the Sacré Cœur.
Grand Opening of the store location in Bobcaygeon,Ontario.
Store owner and designer of ( Kicking Cowgirl designs ) poses with 2 fans of her Western Wear.
One more taken at the UEA broad (lake) in Norwich. The very hot weather had many people sitting on the anglers platforms in the shade...
Mitchell was sitting in a wheelchair on the northwest corner of Washington and State. He's out here two months. Mainly because, "I need to get out of the hood...(it's) the same old thing". This is something he does to better himself. "I'm a good person", he said.
Andre was just under a scaffold, just east of the Washington Street bridge. He's been homeless for quite some time, but "I've been doing some day labor lately and I'm saving up". He was encouraged by his opportunity to work, "God is good--he's given me an opportunity to work, letting me know that he exists." Andre was a shining light on an otherwise cloudy day...
Photograph published on 11/22/2021 { link below}
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I finally got round to unboxing my haul of gifts from the current round of Man Cave. It's a bit heave on tops, so that's what I went with for my blog post.
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[Note: This was a conversation I had months before COVID-19. I'm not connecting with anyone during this time].
Fred and his dog Bess were seated near the corner of Wacker and Randolph. Before his mom passed away, she told him, "take care of my Bess". So, ever since, Fred's been watching out for her. He asked his mom, "Why do you call her 'Bess'?" She responded, "Because she's the Best". Fred used to be on dialysis. He waited 4 1/2 years for a kidney and finally got one. His life has completely changed as a result. His doctor told him, "you're a miracle". Once he recovers fully, he'll start looking for work again. He was working in a hospital doing maintenance. He said, "this (sitting outside asking for money) isn't fun, but I have to do what I have to do." He uses some of his money for a room to live and take care of his dog. He wants people to know that he's a good person.
A kite surfer harnesses up before heading out on the water.
Centennial Park (near Beaverton,Ontario)
Canada
This man Cherokee ancestors were victims of the "Trail of Tears Walk"; the brutal removal in 1830 of five Indigenous tribes ( Cherokee, Muscogee Creek, Choctaw, Chickasaw and Seminole) from their homeland to present day Oklahoma.
For more information about the "Trail of Tears Walk" click on the link below.
www.peoplesworld.org/article/trail-of-tears-walk-commemor...
I met Chevella "Chevy" at the entrance of the CTA stop on the north side of Chicago Avenue, just east of State. She's been out here for three months. "I need to get off the street", she said. She's been waiting six months for housing. Her dream? Simply a place to live, "and find work of some kind. It's tough out here."
This cap is from 1966 and worn by myself for safety when I was a student surveyor working on rural roads for the County.
It’s the weather for it! My partner Liang, sporting a sun hat and baseball cap at Polesden Lacey, the National Trust property in Surrey, the other day (okay, the sun hat was mine, 'liberated' while I was busy with the camera!)
... wishes he had gone to FPLC, the best law school in the universe! Taken at Beth's Café, Home of the 12 Egg Omelette, Seattle, Washington.
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When baseball teams are behind late in a game and need to come from behind to win, their fans sometimes wear their baseball caps inside out, referring to them as “rally caps.” Here’s a shot showing the inside lining and the stitching on the backwards “C” on my Chicago Cubs baseball cap as it looks when the “rally cap” is worn.
This C appears in the middle of the cap front on the outside, just above the bill, and is solid red with a white edge. The rest of the cap is solid blue.
Unfortunately, the rally cap is often needed for the Cubs, but it rarely works. :-(
Chris was sitting on the northwest side of Adams and Wells. He's been homeless for eight months. He's an HVAC man and was working in East St. Louis for awhile, "but then things got tough and I came up here." He's looking for work and is checking out local temp agencies to get hired. "I've worked in HVAC for four years", he smiled (because he knew how good he was in the field). "I need a place where I can take a shower", especially when he's working, he needs a place that will allow him to be presentable at work. "When you stay in (cheap) hotels, you can't get ahead", he said.
This little girl was walking with her brother. I waited until she was in front of the plain shutters. There is slight blur, which if it were more would add to the sense of movement. However, I think her forward stance and the blur of the ball and her feet do give her more of a sense of movement. It was an attempt at 'capturing the moment'...
Here's another episode in my series on short shorts in SL.
billybeaverhausen.com/2021/08/15/putting-the-short-in-sho...
Fred stands on the corner of Lake and Clark with a plastic cup. He is actively engaging passersby hoping for a little kindness. It's his corner--he wrote "Fred's corner" on the building in pencil. Despite their indifference, he continues. A salesman in a sense—immune to rejection and surpisingly optimistic. He’s been homeless for some time now and stays in a shelter when he can. Not too long ago, he went to a shelter, but the shelter was full so he slept on the street, “Over there”, he said. What money he receives during the day goes to food and occasionally he’ll ride the train here and there. His optimism is truly inspiring. “God is good”, he said. “I read the Bible and I go to church every Sunday”. Not once did he complain about his life. He said he’s just trying to find his way. He felt lost, not really knowing what to do, or where to turn. Kind of paralyzed, I guess. His dream he said was not “to be a millionaire”, but to have a place to live and have a family.