Summer 2015 is now a memory, so I thought I would end with one final summer post. Summer always reminds me of the Jersey Shore, and what is more Jersey Shore than hermit crabs? I had hermit crabs as a child and always found these creatures fascinating. And although I now realize that it isn’t very humane to hold living creatures like this, they do bring back fond memories.
As I have mentioned previously, I think about stories a lot. I wonder what benches the stories on the boardwalk tell. The vacationers, the lovers, the criminals, the storms. When people are sitting on benches I wonder what their story is. In this case, I was walking around Atlantic City with my telephoto lens trying to take pictures that were not typical. I spotted this person sitting on the bench and the look on her face caught me. I still can’t tell if it is peaceful or distraught.
I have mixed feeling about casinos. Growing up near Atlantic City, casinos were always present. I was very excited when I turned 21 so I could finally gamble. I discovered that I love to play blackjack. In fact on my 21st birthday, I won at blackjack and immediately though I had found my calling. A visit a few weeks later a subsequent visit taught me the lesson that the odds are always in the house’s favor. Nevertheless, i do enjoy blackjack. At the same time, I find the very the idea of gambling is sad. And the amount of money that is thrown away is sad.