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Crazy Chester followed me
Yes, this is a time when a song came to my mind as I made the photo. And the song was, of course, The Weight (specifically The Band’s version, not the Aretha Franklin version.) And my dad’s name was Chester; he was a little bit crazy…
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 11.16.2019
Wild River
The local amusement park is closed for the season, so I stopped by to see what sorts of things I could spot by looking over the fence. Well, not so much “looking over” the fence “as spotting a place where the fence was crushed down a little bit and then standing on a nearby concrete wheel stop and holding my camera above the fence and shooting blind.” Practically the same thing, though.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 11.16.2019
Scott v. the Saint
The street that leads to the City of Lubbock cemetery passes by Scott’s Temple; behind Scott, the St. John Baptist Church looms large. It’s like some kind of theological showdown is about to happen.
I am somewhat relieved to report that, on the same street, the house where the World’s Most Ferocious Dog used to fling itself against the chain link fence every time a car passed by is now vacant. I can only assume that the dog is somehow responsible. That dog scared the bejesus out of me and I was inside my car. But anyway, I wonder what unsuspecting people in funeral processions felt about that awful omen as they turned into the cemetery to lay their loved one to rest…
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 11.16.2019
Room 7
Across the High Plains you can see the remains of buildings that were once used to house migrant farmworkers who moved through the area as they followed the crops. Most of the places are in really bad shape – some have already fallen over, in fact.
This place was, by typical standards, actually pretty nice. It had a roof, even. We chatted up the folks nearby (they were building a fence); they said there was a plan in place to redo this building, letting it once again be housing.
Acuff, Texas
photographed 10.12.2019




