When Eastman Kodak stopped manufacturing Kodachrome in 2009, it was the end of an era. Admittedly, I was indifferent to the moment, giving it all the relevancy you would normally attach to a trivia question. And then a friend of mine sent me this link and I was reminded as to why progress sometimes talks a prettier game than it delivers.
Now, I could tell you I chose this photo because it captures the essensce of post depression America. Or because it feels like the kind of town Dillinger would’ve stormed through on his way to legend. Or maybe because I could see Capote scratching his itch over black coffee and hard luck stories at Dee’s Cafe . . .
It probably starts with those things and just keeps going from there.