When I went to the downtown post office to mail my final roll of unprocessed slides, I was intrigued by the lines of this long handrail. Now I consider it a metaphor for my affair with film photography. Just as this handrail is long but has an end, my use of film endured for a long time but has an end. I took my first pictures in 1958 and exposed many a roll of film between then and September, 2003.