We didn’t know it then, but the history books would eventually designate that year as the official end of the Empire.
Many of us who lived through it all were too busy dealing with day-to-day realities to notice–taking care of families and checking up on neighbors during the endless crises. Many others, caught up in the whirlwind of technological distractions, frankly didn’t give a damn one way or the other.
But eventually it began to dawn on some of us that–in spite of all the struggles–we were in a better place. The bars had come off. And like the toddler moved from crib to a real bed, we didn’t need them anymore.
I shot this through a chain-link fence, so that’s where the blurry grey diagonals from from. And, of course, I did modify the colors on this one so it looks more like the earth’s orb from space.