I can't think of fountains without recalling some days in Baltimore. It used to be my favorite quick getaway location, and many of those trips were taken during a time I wasn't happy with how things were going in my personal life. That is an understatement.
There used to be a mall near the Baltimore hotel I preferred, and there was a killer fountain inside. It was huge! Multi tiered, noisy, water cascading over the tiles, the lights. I know it's tough to get emotional over a mall fountain, but you really had to see it.
Sentimental fool that I am, I'd always toss a few coins in the bubbling water, and wish things in a personal situation would turn around.
It never happened.
At least, there was a moment or two of hope as I watched the coins splash, and then sink to the bottom of the pool.
I have some spare change destined for the new fountain in Olyphant.
