Sad Coming Home from Carytown
I’ve been going to stores in Carytown since I was about 7 or 8. When I was a kid, there was a hobby shop that carried airfix miniatures. In the eighties, I began going to Plan 9. As an adult, Carytown is one of the places I’ve come to love about Richmond - creative and diverse while still feeling like a small town.
I decided to pick up some CDs at Plan 9 and a birthday card for my dad today. As I walked along the north side of the street, I saw flowers and candles spread across the front of World of Mirth in memory of Bryan and Kathryn Harvey and their children. From the other side of the street, I saw a young woman jump out of a car, place something in front of the door and run back into her car in the rain. As I crossed the street, a woman with a blue umbrella was leaving the front of the store, her eyes raised slightly toward the sky so she wouldn’t need to meet my face. More than a dozen bouquets of flowers along with another dozen assorted candles were spread along the wet sidewalk. An employee had put photos of the family on the door to the store. A flyer for a candlelight vigil Tuesday at the Unitarian churd rested on one bouquet. I stood as long as I cared to then walked back in the rain to the car.
I can’t remember ever driving home from Carytown and feeling sad. I suppose today would be the first time.
WRIR has more details on upcoming public vigils and events.
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