Senko Funeral Home
I have seen this place so many times, day after day. It is such a landmark in Williamsburg, and a relic of the old neighborhood that I always loved. The way the afternoon light hit the cement bricks did this great thing when people walked by - casting their long shadow way before they got there. I could watch it for hours.
My friend Carlos had his funeral there today. Across the street is where I met him at the cafe 9 or 10 years ago. He saw Senko everyday, too - passing by saying hi to friends, with his girl, at dawn after Rubulad, whatever. It's really a shame, he was 29. The whole old school crowd came out to pay their respects and it was good to see all the familiar faces. RIP Carlos.