SoCS: downtowns

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “close eyes and point.” When you’re ready to write your post, open a book, a newspaper, or whatever is handy and close your eyes and point. Whatever word or picture your finger lands on, make that the basis of your SoCS/JusJoJan post.

. . . downtown . .

Things will be great when you’re . . DOWNTOWN.

I opened a magazine and got an article; the word I pointed to was ‘downtown’. . . downtown L.A. “It was the Summer of Revolution” but for me, ‘downtown’ was Toronto. I lived there from the ages 10 to 21 and I lived there in the summer of revolution.

Lucky me! That was before AIDS and crack. Hippies hung out in Yorkville or ‘The Village’ as it was known. I was only a teeny- bopper so we would go downtown by bus and walk up and down the street a few times. We had to take two buses and the subway to get down there because we lived out in the suburbs.

I travelled around Europe when I was 21, saw lots of downtowns, then moved to Vancouver. That city had a scuzzy downtown with sad businesses and street people. We only went down there to the scuzzy bars we liked.

My nearest town is a very small town, there is no downtown, just TOWN.

The little hamlet I live in has a convenience/beach store with a little bit of everything including a LCBO (booze). I have a favourite (yes, that is the correct spelling) photo of this place right here in my images.

I found it; from 2016! Downtown Ipperwash Beach;

“Hey kids, gather up all the empties and go get us some coffee!”