Quickly done and I should wait to publish it; however I am rather pleased with the way it is coming together. I will post a finished copy later.
Category: south county ri
LOUIS HAZARD
You do not see characters like this any more. Each generation sees a change in our cultural physiognomy. Just look back at films over the decades, if you need further proof. It was a chance encounter, I had my camera with me, I asked louie if I might take his photograph. He responded ” Let me stand next to my machine”
The name Hazard is an old and historied one in Rhode Island. Oliver Hazard Perry might be related to Louie, since I am related to Oliver Hazard Perry, through the Hazard family, Louie and I could be related.
Photographs become central to our memories. a visual diary, if you like. I am pleased to have these photos to look back on, and foolishly mourn the photos I did not take, and are only in my memory.
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.
