No permits needed, yet.
Erectly.
Mike is still here. And maybe Paul can play the guitar?
Bill appears happy.
Echo’s lot has drawn water which stands still, yet.
Just Wednesday in Burlington
Author: duckshots
Lapsed lawyer. Reader. Photographer. Jewish. Strongly attached to loving, caring, wife-Sharon. Working at remaining relevant. Hoping that my body and mind outlive my dreams. Maybe something I blog will make some sense.
Returning To Church Street
Caveman reappeared, svelte and strong. Wants to collaborate to produce a mixed media doc about the denizens of Church Street.
Paul’s got a gutitar, but no case. No tunes, just strums.
He lasted from November 12 to May 12. Girlfriend wanted him to stop drinking. Couch crashing. No plan, so he sits and begs, again.
Oft told story. Did some stupid shit. Got sucked up by the system. Couldn’t pay court costs. Back to jail. Vicious circle. Smart and aware, but not formed.
Why did she move to the other side of the street? Better weather? Better donations? “I just needed a change,” she said.
Has just the requisite amount of energy for the day, everyday.
Happens fast. Wife has an accident. Kid overdoses. Sucks the wind from the sails. Not giving up, though.
Rainy May Monday on Church Street
Staying dry and connected.
May be the only stoop on Church Street.
Too early to listen to the physics lecture. It had something to do with gravity.
Early May Saturday on Church Street
So, you think nothing doing on Church Street early Saturday morning.
Thomas, right, has a job, but gets in trouble because Burlington doesn’t have much for the underaged. He slept not in a bed, because Spectrum kicked him out for drinking. “A place can do you a lot of good….The sun comes up faster when you sleep on the street.
Wonderful Charlie. Sweet and cheerful. He needed a place to smoke his cigar and sip his coffee. Couldn’t tell him the City Council has been considering banning smoking on the thoroughfare.
John headed towards Sweet Potato, a free breakfast site in a Church. Makes you almost want to reconsider taxing not-for-profits.
Paul had another bad night on the street.
Sandy just smokes and watches.
Stephanie collects, but not for drugs or booze. “I wash the bottles and give them to the Humane Society. Keeps the streets clean and the animals happy.”
And then there were the bears and pidgeons, natural friends.
Around the corner, some guy slept in City Hall Park, maybe to be the first in line at the Farmer’s Market.
Clear ing Friday
Tom be on his way to breakfast. Just got up.
Not up yet.
Paul and Chad just got up, too. They needed a cheeseburger. Paul said Chad spilled beer on him. Not sure where they slept.
Duane got kicked out of Spectrum for fighting. Spent some time at Fletcher Allen. Treated for mono.
Other than that, not a bad start for the day.
Burlington Green UP
Echo Builds
No parking.
No Boats.
Senator signs.
Governor sits.
No boathouse.
Breakwaters and Perkins Pier on Friday
This is the bar at Breakwaters, now known as Underwaters.
They saved the ice maker.
Long walk to Lois. Cleaning up the garbage.
No pickups.
And no bike path.
Larry and Windsong on Church
Raw and rainy in Burlington. He slept under a porch, somewhere, before heading back to the stoop.
Windsong couldn’t go to work due to the weather. Her smile brightened up the dreary day, which was no small task.
Park benches offer a place to sit, stare, and think. Public space available rain or shine.
My Lake Champlain
The Lake has a mind and a body of its own.
Echo
Boat rental
A Lake Monster
Another Lake Monster
Ummm
Walkway to Lois McClure
Perkin’s Pier