THE PHOTOGRAPHS WERE TAKEN OVER A 45 YEAR PERIOD. THE DECISION OF WHICH TO INCLUDE AND WHICH TO LEAVE OUT WAS A DIFFICULT ONE. EACH PHOTOGRAPH REPRESENTS A STORY AND A MEMORY FROM THAT 45 YEAR JOURNEY.
Category: the hermit of narrow river
The Hermit of Narrow River
When I started school at URI in 1966 the only road to get there was a small winding road. I would pass a falling down house situated on a charming spot. One day I found the courage to knock on the door; thats how I met Bill Lacy, the hermit of Narrow River. He wasn’t really a hermit; he just couldn’t get around very well as he had no car and there certainly was no bus passing by.
The skiffs in the photograph were one of Bill’s only source of income, you could rent one for a quarter a day, to go rowing or fishing on the river.
The photo of Bill sitting on the steps of his house with his cat, tells quite a story.
The man with the rake was Bill’s nearest neighbor, they didn’t speak. His source of income was smoking pogies in his outhouse. I was never certain if he revealed this to his customers.
The day Bill died his house was bulldozed and it was as if he had never existed.
