The Hardest Thing About Newtown

The hardest thing about this for me has been the age.  I know how much I love to play with my cousins, nieces, and nephews when they’re no longer babies but not quite yet older.  Ages five, six, and seven are so special to me because everyone’s child at that age is a future astronaut, father, wife, husband, President, race car driver, football player, ballerina – no one really knows or has any reason to know yet.  It’s just all potential.  It’s that time before there are jocks, geeks, outcasts, nerds, smart kids, and challenged ones. Those ages represent that innocent time when kids start to get their own personalities right before our eyes and begin discovering the world before it can start affecting their imaginations and dreams back.  That innocence is so painfully evidenced by the 5-year old who tried to protect his teacher saying he knew karate.  It’s impossible to keep a dry eye after thinking about that anecdote.  

We may have lost a future President, a Noble Prize winner, or just a really good person and we can never really know now.  But until now, for those kids, I have no reason to believe it’s not true - That’s what makes it so hard that one man can just come and set the world back by extinguishing so much unknown potential. 

I hope we’ve reached a tipping point.  

14th Steet, #NYC at #sunset  (Taken with Instagram at 14th Street)

14th Steet, #NYC at #sunset (Taken with Instagram at 14th Street)

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A friend of mine once told me that your bodega knows all your darkest secrets. Being my primary water supply, East Village Farms may know me better than myself. When I heard that they were closing I found it hard to believe; it’s clean, friendly, busy and, well, pricey. I always assumed it had long ago cleared the zenith of the retail life-cycle and was well into piloting the stratosphere of boundless, automatic prosperity. But this bodega has it’s own secret, one that anybody looking at the building from across the street will wonder - what’s upstairs? 

A giant windowless brick shell traversed only by an old, warped fire escape juts up some 40ft directly above the store front, a giant black box. I learned from people in the neighborhood that this was once the old Hollywood Theatre which shut down in 1959, but what was more surprising was when I found out it wasn’t just another dusty, gutted empty space, but that it was the functional store room for my dearest bodega! If the store was my sparkling spring, this was its cavernous aquifer. I began asking regularly about going upstairs at every two-dollar hydration visit. I wanted to photograph it and at one point late at night did receive permission, only to return the following day to be met with language barriers and gestures of denial. Eventually, I found my friend working again and received an invitation to return “after midnight”. So I showed up with my camera and tripod, he warned me there was only one light, but it was plenty. Walking through the back past all the things you would expect and up a small staircase deposits you stage-left in this little store’s swollen subconscious.

After spending at least an hour shooting up there, I came down and gladly purchased a $15.50 6-pack of bud light. I’ll miss this place and the kind ladies who would sometimes slip a Haribo gummy pack into your bag. Rumor is the building and the old theatre are to be torn down very soon to make way for new development, East Village Farms will be closed in just a few weeks…

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#toocute Kid has the right idea opening up a fire hydrant #toohot  (Taken with Instagram at Heatpocalypse NYC)

#toocute Kid has the right idea opening up a fire hydrant #toohot (Taken with Instagram at Heatpocalypse NYC)

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I think someone messed up the syntax on this sticker (Taken with Instagram at 506 E 13th Street)

I think someone messed up the syntax on this sticker (Taken with Instagram at 506 E 13th Street)

The Tetons. 14 hours is not enough! (Taken with Instagram at National Elk Refuge)

The Tetons. 14 hours is not enough! (Taken with Instagram at National Elk Refuge)

Pictures don’t do this place justice. #godscountry (Taken with Instagram at Jackson Hole Mountain Resort)

Pictures don’t do this place justice. #godscountry (Taken with Instagram at Jackson Hole Mountain Resort)

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8 mi roundtrip, but ground zero rising never gets old (Taken with Instagram at Pier 40)

8 mi roundtrip, but ground zero rising never gets old (Taken with Instagram at Pier 40)

This is one of the most inspiring, powerful presentations I’ve ever seen.  Jim Gilliam is a visionary and the incredible mind behind NationBuilder, but you don’t need to know any of that to be moved to tears and inspired by this speech, The Internet is my Religion.