I have a cousin who isn't happy about the way some things are going. Most of it has to do with changes that make it hard, if not impossible, to share memories with different generations. This wall reminded me of him. The old days of painting advertisements on the side of brick walls is gone for this old town. Putting up metal signs will only leave holes and a weakened brick wall. None of the style or nuance (as crappy as it tends to be these days) will survive for discovery by my children’s children. “I must be getting old”, I think to myself as I snicker.