June 3, 1938
It’s Friday. Grocery shopping day. On her way there, she passes a bunch of people on the street looking through a fence.
“…There were kids perched way high up in the tree! I was quite worried they might fall”.
J. “What was on the other side?”
Her: “I didn’t look.”
J. “I don’t believe you.”
Her: “Some things are best left to the imagination”
J. “Hmmph. So why bother about those boys in the tree?”
[ Side Note : Original image from the City of Vancouver archives, somewhat altered by myself.
People looking through holes in a fence and in trees to see over the fence – James Crookall, 1887 – 1960. ]