Somewhere over the Rainbow. It’s a 6.

Staring out and through the lens of a clear window pane, what confirmation have we that what we see is a reflection of the present and not the past mocking us… 

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I’d spent the entire day beginning 8:00 am searching the Greenwich Village area of the city, straight up 8th Ave to W 14th street; and wandering further, the immediate streets surrounding the Flatiron Building.

Pipe smoke gray sky served as blank pallet for seasonal storm clouds and had spread like a child’s finger painting, I didn’t like that they looked as if they’d come to stay; all the while questions riddled my brain silly – was I fooling myself.. was this an insane idea, a misguided attempt at self redemption.. who was I really trying to save?

The kid was a 30 year old adult who, in all probability, wouldn’t consider talking to me let alone accepting “life advice” from a semi absentee father, and yet I couldn’t let go of the question on endless loop: how will I know if I don’t find him and at least try?

Into acting, he’d moved to New York City solely for that purpose so it makes sense to  concentrate my search where aspiring thespians and the artsy crowd hang, right? (the devil on the left shoulder once again whispering “who you kidding man, give it up”).

Exhausted, I’d stopped a random passerby on the street for the time, feet still moving I let my body take me wherever it wanted; wherever was Johnny’s Bar on Greenwich Ave., local hangout dive bar, it was right up my alley.

8:00 PM during the week didn’t exactly see the joint rockin’; eyeing an opening at the bar close to the jukebox, I sat down, ordered a shot and chaser not immediately noticing the young guy 3 stools down; glances exchanged, mutual nods, I contemplated the next stop in my search.

 

30 thoughts on “Somewhere over the Rainbow. It’s a 6.

    • GirlieOnTheEdge August 8, 2020 / 1:25 pm

      Thank you, Lisa! It’s a continuation of a spin off from a Six last February that I linked. We’ll see where today’s Six takes us 🙂
      I discovered this song in my YouTube suggestions. Isn’t it beautiful?!

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  1. lensdailydiary August 8, 2020 / 1:43 pm

    Denise, I’m exhausted, just pounding the streets with you from 8:00 a.m. to whenever. I’ll stay with you in your search in the hope it reaches a happy conclusion.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge August 8, 2020 / 1:58 pm

      Lol. Mentally and physically. Glad you came along 😀
      I believe at the end of the day there will be a happy conclusion however, the road to that conclusion will have it’s twists and turns.

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  2. D. Avery @shiftnshake August 8, 2020 / 1:54 pm

    Yeah, I remember this story! Great installment. How will they recognize one another? Can’t wait till next week.

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  3. Liz H August 8, 2020 / 2:10 pm

    Very nice, and the song adds context for the story, as the story adds pathos to the song.
    💙💙❤

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  4. purplestoneblog August 8, 2020 / 4:19 pm

    Cool. Love the setting of the Village and Flatiron Building. I miss NY. good story going….arlenew

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge August 8, 2020 / 8:55 pm

      Thanks, Arlene. Yeah, pretty cool place. To visit 🙂 You from?

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      • purplestoneblog August 8, 2020 / 9:18 pm

        Bordentown NJ an hour’s train ride away. used to go up to 32nd & broadway to buy jewelry for my shop, little Italy for dinner or espresso, etc. etc. etc. miss real bread and the smell of a corner italian grocery.

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        • GirlieOnTheEdge August 8, 2020 / 9:56 pm

          You must have had so much fun on those trips. In my younger days, friends and I would drive from RI to Rye, NY and then hop the train in from there. Never made it to little Italy. Oh, yeah, no doubt that was real bread. The smells there must have been heaven!

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  5. The Vintage Toy Advertiser August 8, 2020 / 4:24 pm

    I enjoyed that pounding of the pavements. Like how it began 8.00 am and ended 8.00 pm… circular, point to point, and the number 8 being two conjoined zeros and an infinite journey.
    The line: “I couldn’t let go of the question on endless loop: how will I know if I don’t find him and at least try?”
    Yes, you have to try even if it means a failure. Not trying will probably cause regret much later. The guy pounding those pavements did well in the end.
    Great six, D 🙂

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge August 8, 2020 / 8:59 pm

      Aha! I like the conjoined zeros for infinite journey. Cool.
      Regret is the cruelest of hells on earth. There is only failure if one does not try.
      Thanks, V 🙂

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  6. UP August 9, 2020 / 8:38 am

    Another one outta the park, Slugger!! Great six

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  7. clark August 9, 2020 / 9:21 am

    …because the randomness of the universe is, like a fog on glasses, the result of our lack of power to perceive.
    everything is there (where else might it be?) it comes down to the willingness to bid for power and, in doing so, the risk of all.

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  8. dyannedillon August 9, 2020 / 4:12 pm

    Very intriguing! I’m glad I have been to that area before; I could picture it perfectly!

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