Tuesday, February 12, 2008
The Goddess of Garey Avenue
I figure that one of the cures for writer's block around here is to go on some type of posting mission. I've therefore taken on the task of periodically blogging about Garey Ave. Now I have to do this in some type of organized fashion, so as to give every last business their 15 minutes of fame. Of course sprinkled in with the businesses will be occasional housing developments, empty lots and local street folk.
But I'm not sure if I should blog Garey from head to toe, versus south to north. Or alternatively, from inside out, starting at the midway point, which I would imagine is somewhere near the library. I figure that if I flake out that I may never actually get to the middle part of Garey, where the most interesting places are.
What do you guys think? The Oaks housing development awaits a decision from the northernmost perch of Pomona, as does their down-but-not-out neighbor, the Crest Manor trailer home park. While the Hostess Bakery beckons from the southernmost point of Garey, insisting that their building may be empty and deserted by the time I get to them.
Any opinions before I embark on this journey?
Today's photo is of the woman who stands on the corner of Garey and Alvarado most every day. She faces west with her eyes closed as the sun goes down. The first time we saw her, Mr. Big asked, "Mommy, is THAT the Goddess of Pomona?" I assured him that no that is not the Goddess of Pomona, nor is it the Statue of Liberty - which is usually his follow up question. On the chilly day that I shot this photo, the woman stood still as a statute in the weeds with one of her feet completely bare, while traffic on Garey whizzed by all around her. What do I know? - perhaps she IS the Goddess of Pomona, or at the least the Goddess of Garey Avenue.