Neighborhood basketball–even in the South–is irresistible to a photographer, so I had to turn around and go back to this game in Fallon Park today after I’d past it. Fallon is in Southeast Roanoke and the neighborhood is nicely integrated.
I really like the basketball in black and white because it is reminiscent of what the basic game looked like 50 years ago and today. Same game, same guys, same photos. I like that a lot.
Now, as to the young women who accompany the boys, it seems the fashion has changed somewhat. I mentioned to my grandgirl Madeline that her bluejeans appeared to be a little airy with all the tears, but she was a piker compared to the youngster pictured here.