Listen here: My strongest and favorite memories from my adolescence were of my solo adventures exploring San Francisco. Not much else stands out from that time. I did all the ordinary dreary things: I went to school, I played sports (badly), I had a few frustrating dates. But what jumps out in memory was the…
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3 responses to “The Street Will Tell You Stories”
Couldn’t listen to you yet. I am at the dentist’s waiting room. I have just read your epiphanies about what and who you discover in the street and your being alone enjoying these encounters. How beautifully you write about all this. In a way, something similar has always happened to me when I travel , go to milongas and suddenly come across somebody or something. Enjoy so much your art of writing, Kevin.
I agree with Sylvia. You are lucky to be able to observe the world from your perspective. For myself, I barely pay attention. I am going someplace interesting but i’m not interested in things I might encounter along the way. That said, I did relate to you solo explorations of San Francisco. I have doe similar excursions as an adult. Have you ever checked out the building foyers in the financial district? WOW!
Such vibrant observations embellished with your commentary at the end of each about our urban habits, quirks, cluelessness, and eagerness to believe in an illusion.
But your final reflections take us to that universal level you know so well. They simply take the cake.