The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

I Like the Christian Life! #8

Original Caption:

Bronx -- The Reverend C. Lloyd Lee, Pastor of the Tremont Methodist Church in the Bronx, welcomes a worshipper who has arrived for the Sunday service at the drive-in chapel. (1955)


42nd Street Memories said...

Would this be the Whitestone DI?

R.H. said...

Can you get a hamburger at interval?

swac said...

It would have to be the Whitestone, the only other drive-ins I've heard of in New York City were in Staten Island.

There are some photos of the Whitestone over at