514 Snapshot

This image has been on my About page for years. Before that, as evi­denced by the crinkly, thumb­tack-bestabbed bor­der of the pho­to­graph, it was on my bul­letin board for years. It was tak­en at my first home, 514 Franklin Street, in Con­nersville, Indi­ana.

There’s a spe­cial place in my heart for this pho­to, despite the com­plete­ly incor­rect white-bal­ance. Rosie, my bea­gle, was my boon com­pan­ion for 10 years. I still remem­ber the moment this was tak­en, the con­crete on this side porch was always cold and slight­ly damp, I could feel it through my sock-feet, and the sand­stony grit under my hands. I’ve got my arm locked around Rosie so she would be forced to look at the cam­era for the pho­to.

There were always slugs on the side­walk.