At my wife’s suggestion, I crossed paths with these charming community gardeners in Chicago’s Roseland community Saturday morning. Seemed like the perfect pic for a Sunday morning. As WBEZ’s Natalie Moore has observed, older couples provide a lovely social anchor for Chicago’s south side communities.
Not so long ago, I was smitten with a beautiful young woman. My feelings for her weren’t fully reciprocated, though she would complain to me on occasion about someone she was seeing, in that why-can’t-my-boyfriend-be-more-like-you way all-too-familiar to many of us apparently destined to be pruned from the gene pool.
As I recall, the peak of my romantic success was fetching her some boondoggle. I was eleven years old, at Camp Sisol, in Rochester, NY.
In the way of modern life, we became Facebook friends thirty-five years later. She would send me questions and firm pronouncements regarding health reform, and post the occasional ribald graphic concerning President Trump. Her chutzpah and acerbic wit remained charming. Last month, she posted some sweet missives about finding a new home for her cats, thanking the people who were providing wonderful palliative care for her advanced breast cancer.
She passed away yesterday. Today’s Facebook is alight as her family and close friends share sweet memories, including old pictures of her on our high school stage. She was perfectly cast as Golde, in Fiddler on the Roof.
RIP, Andrea. You are missed by many.
In my mind’s eye, you will always be that young girl with flowing blonde hair, fending off the flirtations of bolder, pre-adolescent boys.
I left my camera on ISO 8000 by mistake. (This shot would normally be maybe ISO 320 if the camera were on automatic.) It’s grainy, especially if cropped. But it has nice depth of field on a fast shutter speed. Kindof an interesting effect.