When growing up in Texarkana, my friends and I used to love those pickup games of basketball we played on the grounds of Grim Elementary School. Our fun was had on goals without nets. We played not on concrete, or wooden surfaces. Our surface was dirt. With the aptly-named March Madness nearing, tonight seemed like a good time to post a little basketball action at Taylor’s Fannie Robinson Park. While I’ve photographed those grain elevators a few times, the occasion to photograph them with basketball hasn’t happened … until this evening. I like the juxtaposition of elements here, in small-town Texas. The photo session concluded when I was beaned by a basketball. My own fault, of course. I told the young fellows not to worry about hitting me. Ibuprofin is a handy thing to have around.