Amazing Story

Frank lived here.

For some 20 years I’d receive a friendly wave from an older man sitting on the porch of this very modest house as I was driving by on my way home.

I rarely saw that he had visitors and wanted to know more about him so I stopped one day and talked to him and learned his name was Frank and that he lived alone.

I haven’t seen him recently and noticed that the power lines were removed. I check the obits and found that he had died just a few months back.

Even though this image of his house is really not worthy of this group I felt maybe his story, or perhaps more importantly, the lack thereof, was. Abandonment comes in many forms.

I’ll miss Frank.