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When Uzi called PG that Sunday morning, he had a place for them to go that afternoon. The Candler Park festival was going on in the park. PG was back from his vacation of chasing goats out of tents, and was ready to go.
After finding a legal parking spot and a brief walk, the park was pleasantly occupied with tie dyed splendor. Both PG and Uzi have a sense that they missed their calling by not living here, but not enough to give up the comforts of Sandy Springs/Chamblee. Still, it is fun to have a refuge like this.
PG ( paparazzi goober) has learned…maybe…the lesson of asking permission before taking pictures of an artist’s work. He was only turned down once, and the images that he did get were worth the effort. And a band on a stage…well, they are there for the attention.
At one point, Uzi got some chicken fingers, and PG checked out the band. The stage was at the end of a small bowl, and the audience was scattered around . Children danced with hula hoops. Couples…in all sorts of combinations… held hands in the sun. Many held drinks for small children, or showed elders around. You could compare it to a thanksgiving dinner, but the band was not a turkey.
During the inevitable tour of the booths, PG got to talking to a panorama photographer. His camera uses a 6″ wide negative, that is exposed through a slit in the camera. A motor drives the camera while it makes its sweep of the image. The prints for sale were contact prints from the negative. The man bought his camera from the estate of “Panorama Ray” after he passed on. Meanwhile, Uzi was five booths down the row and looking back. BTW, in the early sixties the channel five news show was called “Panorama”.
Before long, the booths ran out, and Uzi decided against any more festival food. After a bit of suspense over what road they were parked on, the car was found, and set course for the comforts north of Ponce de Leon.