Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Today, I had to go to the bank and I decided to walk because it's a beautiful day, I need the exercise, and, aside from my jaunt to Williamsburg and Jamestown last week, I haven't taken my camera out and shot any new photos in about a month. (Well, maybe not that long, but pretty darn close.) As part of my 100 Strangers series, I was fortunate to run into the gentleman above, Mr. Rudolph Johnson. I met him while I was photographing a tribute to someone gone, but not forgotten.
On my way to Takoma Park, I walked past this little park at the intersection of Cedar, Blair, and 5th Streets NW. An impromptu memorial had gone up beneath a cherry tree and I decided to take a picture. Mr. Johnson called out to me and told me it was meant to remember a homeless woman who had also hung out in the park over the years (I didn't catch her name.)
We started talking and eventually I asked Mr. Johnson if I could take his picture. He seemed happy to let me. I then remarked about his hands and the work they must have seen over the years. He asked, "You wanna take a picture of 'em?" And I did. Seems he worked in construction and landscaping for 30 years. Not long after that bit of information, I went on my way.
Photo copyright: D.C. Confidential, 02/09