I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.
I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain.
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Googie Architecture | SAMBO’S Restaurant Chain
These photos look like they were taken just yesterday. Well, not really. They’re actually 40-50 years old (Kodak Vericolor Type L film with a 4 x 5 view camera and 90 mm wide angle lens)! Photographer Tim Putz was a personal friend of the Battistone family, the original owners of the Sambo’s Restaurant enterprise. They commissioned him from 1964 to 1970 to photograph the first 25 Sambo’s restaurants in the growing chain.
At one time there were 1200 locations across America. Today, only one Sambo’s Restaurant remains — the very first one that still stands at its original location on the beach in Santa Barbara.