The day I was born...many years later!

Off to Fire Island we went to clean up the beach house. This is the view from the equivalent of my birthday pony ride- Greg pulled me on the wagon the whole way to the house! We were stopped by one woman who wanted to know what she could do to make her husband pull her on a wagon!
One of the greatest parts of my birthday was meeting Victor on the Long Island Railroad! As we were riding on the train I noticed the man in the next seats over writing in a sketch book that had photographs in it. He was writing pretty privately but those of you that know me know that I have a long neck! I waited patiently for him to look up- and when he did I jumped at the chance to ask him if he took the pictures! He had and they were AMAZING!!! We chatted the whole way and he was so inspiring! One of the things that we discussed were photographs we have mourned because we were not able to capture them for various reasons. Maybe the camera was not on hand, maybe the situation was not safe- could be anything. This morning when I woke up I thought about these pictures that I had wanted to capture but I let go. I knew that two of them were here in Harlem and did not involve people, so I jumped on my bike and captured two of the morned images.

One thing I wonder about is this phenomenon to throw sneakers onto the telephone lines and why it is done. Is it done when the shoes no longer fit them and they have a new pair, or is it done to people by bullies and then they have to walk home without shoes?
I saw this neighborhood memorial weeks ago and wondered if the bottles were always there. Well I got my answer, the bottles must stay. I jumped off my bike and I got all the looks from the neighborhood hood people, these were the looks that originally kept me from taking this shot! I figured that everyone must have known this young man whose life was taken too quickly. I looked them in the eye and smiled and then took the shots with respect. Nobody said anything to me. Maybe Spanish Harlem wont mind after all if a crazy white girl runs around and takes pics! I hope not!