My ol’ buddy and housemate Bill Weaver emailed me a link to his 2004 pictures, in which i learned, variously:
1. My hometown still produces seasonal events of heartbreaking beauty and quaint silliness, such as the leaf change and the municipal bluegrass festival band names.
2. Bill visited an incredible residence belonging to some wealthy person.
3. WFHB still exists (but I knew that already).
5. One of the churches I attended as a child now has a new cupola over the nave crossing, probably an interim to a steeple originally planned when the church was built in the early nineteen-hundreds (There’s supposed to gbe a ghost, but never saw one).
Whether Bill knows that his annual photo updates are a kindness to me personally or not, I do not know. But they most assuredly are.