111 Image-Content of the Day 2018/06/14 of-by http://patrickwey.com/blog/category/image-content-of-the-day
This shot is of my brother Allyn, my favourite brother alive. Two have deceased, my oldest brother David and my brother Bill. This was Bills birthday today. Allyn is back east somewhere doing his thing and i’m out west doing mine. Life is so damn short. We had so many fantastic times together. This was the northwest table in the Mens Room of the Station Hotel, the one by the exit with a view of the train station and its desperate tracks. Yea, they used to have a Mens Room that women could enter but in the Ladies Room, men had to be accompanied by a woman. That was mostly all gone by the time our generation came into the scene but the signs still existed. Allyn and i were extremely close as brothers, but as time does, it shoved space between. As most, and as memory can, it ‘takes you down, where nothing is real and nothing to get hung about, Strawberry Fields forever’, and may this take you down gently. Many of my friends sat at this table, we were young and we resolved many of the issues of the world; we smoked dope in the washroom, even a few of us did a few lines i remember. All in all, it was what it was, a room in the structure of life that had to burn to the earth, literally and figuratively. Now, there is a parking lot and a mall where some chose to live as a replacement. Many roads have entered and disappeared, the train station was always on my mind in my view and many of my brothers are now gathered here at the station, waiting for the silent steel wheel to roll once again. I love this shot of my brother, it could be anyone, you or i, the inside and the outside so vague, even blurry but the everlasting wall is sharp and distinguished but boring and dark and ‘a wall’……My brother Al, more than most by far, supported my creativity in any area i chose, no matter how great or inferior it was, here’s to you brother Al, and all brothers……circa78 and timeless.