Are you the people with that black pick-up with the white
camper?
Hes a short red-bearded white cop standing over me and my
friend, KK (initials to be revealed soon). We are in KKs hometown,
Merrill, Wisconsin, population 9,300.
Whats up, officer?
We have a complaint from a resident who says you were on his
property taking pictures of his house and a juvenile daughter.
So begins the morning in Merrill, or at least, after a few hours
of photographing KKs old haunts with a borrowed Canon his schools,
churches, and, yep, the house he grew up in. It was 9 am when I got
him to stand on the sidewalk to photograph KK in front of the small
house where he spent his youth. It was his grandparents home.
Small, sort of shotgun clapboard style no with faded vinyl
siding.
Four shots, and we took off, turned for some of the street
scenes where he played, and, then we moved on out with the pick-up
and my shutterbug disease.
I call these drive-by shoots, so we drove and then stopped,
posed, and then shot film. He is a 65 year old who I met on the
internet who has been a good friend, a good reader of my stuff,
including books, for more than a year. His wife died in October
2022, in River Falls, where they moved to decades before leaving
Merrill, hometown for both of them. Merrill is his and his deceased
wifes birthplace and family locales. Bad memories for KK, and I
dont know about his wife, Cheri.
The owner of the home accused you have trespassing, stepping on
his lawn and photographing his teenage daughter. He is wanting you
arrested.
Welcome to America, and sure, I knew Id get out of this
stupidity, but what flashes in my mind is the mindlessness of
America, the flyover states policing and politics, the rural places
with contradictory values, old sagging towns with closed
businesses, tired homes, and more which I will cover in this
series. Lots of strip malls and drive-thru food joints you see all
over America.
Im a journalist, and I have been taking photos of Merrill the
past few hours, and I can tell you we did not go on the lawn, and I
was photographing KK who is from Merrill. I saw no girl in a
window, and there is no girl in a window in the four shots I took
of a guy out in front of his childhood house.
The house owner said his daughter was upstairs, wondering what
you were photographing and said you photographed her.
The conversation when from here and there, and we gave up our
IDs, and alas, yeah, KK is an ex-con (with air quotes), ten years
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