One reason for snapping photos everywhere you go is to save images for the "memory book." We do this with photos of ourselves, our friends, our pets, and events. When I look back through my photos of Astoria, I often see things that have changed over the short nine years I've been here. This dumpster on the 6th Street Pier - whimsically painted by Diane Beeston - disappeared a number of years ago. This dumpster actually had a sentimental meaning for me, because when I planned to move to Astoria in 2001, it was one of my first glimpses of the town. When I decided to move here I had never been to Astoria. I did what research I could using travel books and the Internet, but there were many fewer photos online at that time, and one rare web site (gone now, I think) showed this dumpster (from the other side) and a seal poking its head out of the water. These were some of the strange pieces that helped determine my direction. A town with painted dumpsters and seals at the edge of town seemed welcoming.
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