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My Americana

The little things that make America, America.

I’ve been in the US for almost twenty years now. Back in 1999, just a couple of months after I arrived, a friend from Europe visited and made a hilarious comment when he saw a typical American yellow school bus. “It looks like I’m on the set of Dirty Harry,” he said. And I knew exactly what he meant.

I take these things for granted now and so I spent a couple of months casting my mind back to when I was a brand new immigrant and photographed the simple things that, for me, make America, America.

All photos taken and owned by me, yada yada yada.

Railroad crossing sign — railroads intersect with roads with no more warning than just a ringing bell

Yellow school buses. To get to school, I used to take the town bus

Miles of boxcars

Fire hydrants — I know! Weird, right?