Oct 30, 2009

Eating Companions


This past Monday morning after an early morning errand, I found time for a breakfast stop before heading to work and paused at this small eatery in the downtown district of Pottstown, Pa for a bite. I love these types of places. In business since 1921, it has that essence that takes you back to it's beginnings. The aged pine paneling, old photos hanging on the walls from yesteryear's past glory of the wide Main Street outside the door and the bar stools worn by generations of hungry locals all point to eras when there were Model T's or Hudson Hornets parked out front and people made time for conversation. The kind of place where names like Harry and Estelle are still heard as the regulars come and go with a wave and phrases with "young lady" refer to women well into old age.

In a world crowded with generic drive in Cheeseburgers and internet shopping, I will always prefer this kind of history when given a choice. It carries the continuity of life.

The second image, was taken the later that day while having my lunch at a local park. I have enjoyed the company of these trees all summer and as the fall colors are starting to make their way to the ground to be turned into earth, I was able to catch the last of these Maples before they made the trip.