“Our uniqueness makes us special, makes perception valuable – but it can also make us lonely. This loneliness is different from being ‘alone’: You can be lonely even surrounded by people. The feeling I’m talking about stems from the sense that we can never fully share the truth of who we are. I experienced this acutely at an early age ”     -Amy Tan-
(I like to photograph old things. Things that might go away. I have a birthday soon…it makes you think about going away.)

Just a toy car?



So this is a story about a car.

It’s really not much of a story but the car is rather cool.

We live next to a daycare facility. It seems like a very nice daycare facility but rather militaristic.

They tend to say “my friend” a lot to the children. I think kids should decide who their own friends are going to be and probably not adults.
There is roll call several times per day and more talking down to a child than we like but I don’t make a living running a business.

We made living to take care of our kids.

Seems like a lot of children jammed in a very small area but I love watching them in their hats and and clothes bigger to grow into.

Anne not so much she raised two and has worked in daycare facilities that seemed to watch her kids in a more maternalistic way…that’s another story.

There is a very large field behind our complex and that of the daycare facility.
I walk Bob at least twice per day in that field and we toss back all the toys that the kids toss over the six foot fence into the field. Seems like a lot of money to be tossed over the fence. But it’s fun for us…..good for my throwing arm. Damn those little folks can throw far!

For seven months through snow, rain and now some sunshine Bob and I have looked at a small car deciding it too old; weather beaten and broken to be tossed over the fence.

Today we picked it up at least I did as Bob only has paws it was made in 2006 by Disney for a Pixar movie…made in China.
Green with a white coating or white with a green coating not sure but the four tires are black.

For some reason this car made me think about my kids; grandkids.

Maybe kids like toys should be cherished. Maybe not tossed; maybe not given to someone else to take care of?
I’m not unaware of the pressures of life and running a household but maybe one less car; maybe the cheaper house; maybe one less toy is worth being with the little critters.

Maybe they’re special because if you loose them they are never found?