Monday, October 22, 2007

three passes

He walks by as we exit the house on our way to the park. He's wearing a pink t-shirt, more dusty rose than bubblegum, perhaps even tending towards lilac. His baseball cap is nearly the same colour. He has a salt and pepper beard, full but trimmed, more pepper than salt. He is walking towards the park. We nod as he passes.

It is a shockingly mild October day, a day when the colours seem to leap onto my retinas and the low sun gilds the blowing leaves like it's raining gold foil.

I see him again as we near the park. He has turned around and passes us in the opposite direction. Close up, he looks remarkably like that man, the panhandler with the crutches, who I haven't seen downtown all summer, not since I took this picture:

trust

A few days later or maybe the next day, I discovered blood on the wall he is facing in the picture. I've been wondering, kind of worriedly, where he's gone, hoping that he had just found a place to escape the summer.

After checking on Swee'pea and seeing his puffy red eyes running down his face, I decide to turn around. Walking towards home, I see a man jogging towards us. He's wearing a pink t-shirt and baseball cap too, also with a beard. As he approaches, I see it's the same man and he stops jogging to walk. He doesn't look at me as he passes this time, and I can hear he's out of breath.

After three passes, I still think he looks like that man. But it couldn't be. Could it?

11 comments:

Bon said...

what an interesting, curious tale...panhandler goes jogging? boomer into health and pink shirts gets down on luck when injured? or just two different men?

so many possibilities, each character with his own tale to tell, none of them which quite fit in boxes.

i hope the blood had no relationship, and maybe things are going better for that man.

Kyla said...

Oooooh, that's interesting. I wonder. Wouldn't that be something?

crazymumma said...

My question is? Why is he passing you so many times?

flutter said...

it could be....

Mad Hatter said...

No. Oh my. I remember that pic and I can't see it, but I can hope for it, can't I.

jen said...

it can be. it absolutely can.

see, he finally got some help and found an affordable place to live...and then he got a few odds and ends and set up his place. took a shower...

and bam. he's off for a walk.

niobe said...

I see the same faces over and over again on different people. But that's because I lack even a rudimentary ability to remember what people look like.

Beck said...

I hope that it's him and that he's well and good. That would be a wonderful ending.

slouching mom said...

What a string of events! And the blood...

I hope it is the same man, and that life is treating him more kindly now.

Jennifer said...

It is kind of cool to think it might be him.

Christine said...

wouldn't it be cool if it was him? i could be, you know. it really could be. . .