The Nice Thing About Strangers
Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
In the Standings
Granted it is a baseball card exhibit. For a New York City museum guard, it must have been different from the ceaseless Picassos. The cards feature baseball players from a time of illustrations rather than photographs. People meander through, enjoying that here they can stand quite close to the mounted artifacts while in other rooms there’s be a required distance.
A little boy gazes like a panning camera, studying this room’s security guard. The boy looks from the old man’s shirtfront buttons to his closed eyes. He watches the exhales of his snores rustling the old man’s mustache. The guard has one knee bent and rests that foot behind him on the wall. Somehow the foot stays in place–perhaps the grips of his shoes? His other foot keeps him aloft. It is worth some thoughtful contemplation that someone can sleep while standing on one leg in a museum, or anywhere, perhaps. The Flamingo Overseer snoozes and the boy waits with great anticipation to see the man wake up or fall over, whichever comes first.
-New York City.
Photo courtesy of Michael Mahanes.
The Nice Thing About Strangers 
I love that photo
Michael was kind enough to share it with me. 🙂
Paige
Very amusing x childhood fascination with the mundane x
Same here, and apparently the little boy had it too! 🙂
Paige
Just as long as it wasn’t in order to allow the kid to snatch sump’n …. [grin]
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
I WOULDN’T LAST LONG IN THAT JOB….I TIP OVER TOO EASILY!!!!