(Posted 1/3/12, but written many years ago...)
I'm fondly gazing at a pic of a photograph I took a couple of years ago. It appears to be nothing special--just a nice landspace shot. The dull browns, grays and greens suggest it's early winter... a somber, blue-gray sky... looking down a gentle hill thru leafless trees, past an ugly street lamp... some scattered hedges at the bottom... beyond, a sandbox with a mother and her small boy... here and there a picnic table or a swing set. A nice park perhaps?
Actually, it's from a series of photographs of the City Park in Hagerstown, Maryland, where I grew up. The hill is steeper than it appears--a drawback of photography. And when I was a small boy, there was an entire "hedge garden" of which there are now only those remnants.
And as with each of those photographs, there is a story.
Some of you know a little about Prancer, for whom my screen name is an honorific. She was a Toy Manchester dog, given to my brother and me by Mom shortly after Dad's death at my age 6. She lived until I was in college. Seven pounds of love and motion. A magnificent pet, who I loved immensely.
I was Prancer's main "walker." (My brother suffered from polio when young, and really couldn't keep up with her for very long.) I don't think it was until after puberty that I could actually run faster than Prancer. Those little legs sure could churn FAST! LOL
And one of my favorite places to take Prancer on a "walk" was the City Park. Thus the hill and the story, the photograph and pic, and now, this--to try to capture a memory that is still so vivid after all these years.
Ed. Note: I moved back to Hagerstown a few years ago, to be back home after so many years away. A couple of years ago, I moved to just a short piece from the house in which I was raised. Now I'm a brief walk away from the City Park. So I (and sometimes Pamela) walk by that hill regularly. And after all these years, I still always stop there... and pause a few moments to remember...
2 comments:
Such a nice article Christopher. It's nice to remember. Too bad the Zombies couldn't take a nice page out of your book for a change.
<< Such a nice article Christopher. It's nice to remember. Too bad the Zombies couldn't take a nice page out of your book for a change. >>
Thanks, I appreciate that! I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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