The man sitting under the bricks has been waiting 20 years to be discovered.
He’s playing “Auld Lang Syne.”
But it’s the 4th of July!
“Don’t sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me!”
That’s a very mysterious bag on the floor. Firecrackers are in it. And soda crackers.
I don’t want to think too much, because a friend told me that thinking can be painful.
Looks like a strange place. There are windows. You can see outside there’s an old man playing guitar.
Maybe a train station?
I’m thinking about what he’s playing. He might be playing this tree…the color of the leaves. The leaves are white.
“Falling leaves…of red and gold”
We have a concert here; the ladies are singing and the man playing guitar.
If that’s a little boy, he looks sober, because his mother has been dieting, and it worked the other way.
The boy looks sad, worried about something, maybe because he didn’t eat the last 24 hours, and he’s worried he won’t eat for the next 24 hours.
That person’s feeling sad…because it’s raining.
I think he’s sad because his mother took his allowance away. He insulted her.
The woman looks well-fed. They’re not related. She’s looking up because she doesn’t want to see the boy, because he looks hungry.
The man is a poor man, just playing the guitar and hoping for some money. They boy wants to give, but he doesn’t have money. The woman only takes care of herself.
Inside the window…that’s his car, an original steam engine.
The girl and boy know each other; they’re friends.
The boy’s relationship to this gentleman here…it might be his father.
He’s the grandfather.
The boy and the woman can’t be related. He doesn’t look happy. If you stand next to someone you’re related to, you’re happy.
I think the woman knows the boy. He seems disgusted. She seems disgusted too.
She was supposed to be on a diet, and she’s not, obviously.
And the boy is hungry.
She should be on a diet and give the food to the boy.
The woman says, “What are you doing here?”
Trying to raise money, that’s why he’s out there.
The relationship with the mother…could be a girl.
Looks like this boy asked the woman for something to eat.
She says, “Go to your mom!” and he says, “But my mom was taken away by the Germans.”
The man is singing songs.
He’s playing, “Have a Beautiful Day.”
The bus arrives, the boy goes on the bus, the woman remains there.
I suppose the woman is the mother of the boy. She’s describing to him what the father—the gentleman sitting there—did during WWII.
The car we see in the window looks more like WWI than WWII.
This woman looks like she’s waiting for her boyfriend to take her to a restaurant.
Again? She’s had enough!
Created at the Freda Mohr Senior