Monday, November 26, 2007
Night Bus: Clever Devices
The bus is dark now, even before 6 p.m. Here's the young driver arranging her beautiful braids before takeoff. The little sign above the window next to her toward the front of the bus says "Clever Devices." Indeed.
This photo was taken with the same french fry I used on Saturday aft in the bar on Clark St. I do have a better camera at home (NOT the really good one I lost last week), but I forgot to get batteries for it for the second day in a row. Anyway....
I love sitting in the dark bus waiting to for the driver to move out. And I love the young drivers, men and women, for their skill and patience and wry humor and gold jewelry and braids and safe driver patches on their sleeves.
My co-worker Peggy used to say that her youngest, Carl, a sweet-tempered Scandinavian 6-year-old, used to mourn because his blond hair was straight as spun flax and he could not wear it in braids with beads and other ornaments like his schoolmates.
Me, too, Carl.