Okay, this canner was near One Fordham Plaza. Many people are skittish, or even defensive, about having their pictures taken. But if you offer a canner a few empties or a couple dollars, they’ll pose for a picture, with grace and humor. As my grandfather might say, “They work so hard that they appreciate the value of a dollar.”
This fellow wearing the skull-and-crossbones red tracksuit was briskly and purposefully striding along White Plains Road. I kept my distance, did not ask him his business, nor suggest that he pose for a photograph.
These two were just off White Plains Road, with their portable grill set up, selling roast chicken, potatoes, and soda. When I approached, the fellow on the right was very skeptical. “What do you want my picture for?” I offered two dollars just for a pose, which the guy on the left was quite agreeable about. He told his friend to step out of the view if didn’t want to be in the shot, but he was mollified and stood for it.
This last man had seen me on News 12, thanked me profusely, and wanted to shake hands. I was a bit puzzled. But if you live in a place that has a world-wide reputation for violence & crime, and some guy on TV says it’s really very nice, then that’s cause to be appreciative.
(I originally labelled these photos “Gunhill Road,” thinking of the nearby elevated stop, not the road itself, which is White Plains Road.)