Photographer's Note

I have two hours at the guest house before I am picked up. So I sling the camera over my shoulder and head to the fringes of Wayne State campus, where the ornate buildings with huge and heavy brass doors harking from an era of lost memories give way to battered buildings with worn out paint and falling shingles, to vacant lots of abandoned tires and rotting newspapers. I'll call him Joe. He is amused that I, a professor, is walking around here. Do I have a car? Not here, but a friend would pick me up in a while, I say. Do you have work to do? Yes, I say. Good to work. This is hard time. Joe served in Vietnam. Saw war in Cambodia. "If Kennedy were alive, we wouldn't have gone into Vietnam war," ... "we'd never have gone into Cambodia. No, never. Why did we go there? Why did we go to Iraq?" He points to a squat building right across where he and I sat at the edge of the sidewalk, "That was a jail until last year. They closed it down." [This and previous few posts, as well as the next few, were all done without any metering because I ran out of batteries. I seemed to have guessed the exposures somewhat under, being used to 400 ISO films of late]

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