My Instead: I got up close and personal with the Belleville Memorial Fountain.
Annette’s weekend visit trickled
into Monday, even though I had to work a large part of the day. She kept
herself busy and even paid my mom a visit to help her with some chores. When I
finally made it home in the afternoon, she made me dinner. Later it was time to
do my “instead”. I suggested that we try an up close and personal stopover at the
fountain on the Belleville Public Square. Back on August 13th, my
intentions to do this very thing were thwarted because the fountain was shut
off. Tonight the water was flowing and we were ready for this stealthy challenge.
We waited until dark
when the lighting adds even more beauty to the fountain and also because there
would be less traffic and commotion. The evening was exhilarating and as soon
as no cars were in sight, we scampered across the circle drive to the memorial
fountain. Acting like a couple of school kids not wanting to get caught in the
act, we took shot after shot of the different colors and varying waterworks. I
even sat and dangled my feet in the water just to say I did!
As we finished our
little escapade, Annette noticed a police officer park his squad car close to one
of the outer quadrants of the square. Uh-oh. The officer walked towards us. Right
as I told him that we were done, he stated that we were not allowed up there.
He asked where we parked and we pointed towards East Main Street. He mumbled
something about making sure we didn’t get hit as we rushed to the curb of the
opposite quadrant. We thanked him as we made our getaway. What a rush! We did
it and didn’t even get arrested! Annette was shaken up more than I was because I’ve
become accustomed to trespassing and performing questionable feats such as
this.
It only took me 62 years
to meet my hometown fountain face to face, but it was worth the wait.
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