Glad We Were on the Sidewalk

Yep, there's no more secure, warm feeling I could have while walking Walker Evans yesterday than to see a woman age 30-40 driving a minivan down Norwood Avenue with a large piece of pizza in her hand, several bites gone and the woman looking down at the pizza while chewing hard. Um, remember the road, slappy?
At least a block later brought a smile to my face: the sight of a teal Plymouth Fury III, possibly/probably 1966, in great condition parked on one side of the street. What a great looking car and what memories it brings back to me.