This a colorful neighborhood character who hangs out along the walking route. He’s hunched over and walks with a staff, which adds to his eccentricity. He’s like a figure from another time, reminiscent of the famous Leatherman who wandered the hills of Westchester in the late 19th century…only this guy just walks a short loop into Bronxville and back.
Usually, he’s got a cart filled with all sorts of junk. Using a Sharpie, he writes religious sayings on the aluminum railing that extends over the parkway bridge.
In the photo I’ve posted, he’s sitting at the entrance to the Desmond Avenue dead-end next to a little piece of public land that he has cleared and swept a with a broom. He has created a weird kind of pseudo-garden in there. He’s put up American flags and arranged all kinds of flotsam and jetsom he’s collected on the street. For some reason, he stuck a broken Mr. Coffee machine in there. Is this Outsider Art?
He doesn’t talk much. Mostly, he just smokes and chucks pieces of bread on the street to feed the birds, including the always annoying Canada geese.
Roger, who’s always searching for grub to eat, scarfs up his bread.
He does have fans. Some women especially dig him. I have no idea why that it is.