7 February 2012

Waiting in Vain?

Filed under: Culture, Reflections — ktismatics @ 4:03 pm

3:30 pm — Trudging through the snow, coming home from the library, reserved copy of Evil Dead 2 in hand. A high school kid stands on the corner, probably waiting for a ride — no coat, just a black Bob Marley t-shirt.

“Birthday today,” I say to the kid.


“Bob Marley’s birthday today.”


“Dammit. Well, happy birthday.” I wave as I pass by; the kid waves back.



  1. So this afternoon I’m walking home from my run. I hear running footsteps approaching from behind as I climb the low hill. “Excuse me sir,” the kid says as he pulls up next to me, “but could I borrow your jacket?” Sure, I tell him, but I don’t have far to go, and it’s only a nylon shell, not very warm. “I’m freezing. Hypothermia. I went too far on the trail.” He’s wearing a t-shirt and shorts; the temperature hovers around the freezing point. So I give him the jacket, help him slip it on. “I’m going to stop at the animal shelter, warm up a little there.” Well, you need shelter, you’re an animal… “Exactly.” We cross the big road, approaching the shelter. I see that he’s wearing a Fairview High School t-shirt. I tell him that my daughter just graduated from there. He didn’t know her, though he too is an art kid like she was. At the door to the animal shelter he took off my jacket and handed it back to me. We wished each other well.


    Comment by ktismatics — 10 February 2012 @ 6:29 pm

  2. This morning I’m walking past a bus stop. In the three-sided enclosure, crumpled on the bench, partially covered by fresh snowfall, lies an off-white taffeta ball gown.


    Comment by ktismatics — 11 February 2012 @ 8:24 am

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