Ponyboy

Falling back, the glorious autumn sunset coincides with my drive home from the train station. This sky had me snapping pictures towards my neighbor’s house in creepy fashion. It made me think of Ponyboy Curtis. {Then I thought about how lucky I was to come of age in a time where there were actually poignant films made with young male actors (hunks?) with talent. How times have changed. And they were greasers, no less. Misunderstood juvenile delinquents were my weakness.}