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Standing on glass

Scene Through the Lens with photographer Tom Gralish.
Robert Arana and Kevin Baraniecki (right) work on replacing the outer protective film on top of the structural safety glass pavilions that serve as the head house entrance to SEPTA’s 15th St/City Hall Station in Dilworth Park. Read moreTom Gralish / Staff Photographer

I was reminded this week that 50 years ago this spring I covered my very first professional game of any kind. I photographed the home opener as the Minnesota Twins played the Chicago White Sox at the old Metropolitan Stadium (now the site of Mall of America).

I used a Nikon Nikkormat — no motor drive — with an 80-200mm f/4 zoom lens. I didn’t even save the photos because they were so bad.

Later on in my career, working for United Press International in bureaus in Detroit, Dallas, Kansas City, and Minneapolis — all American League cities — there would be some summers where I covered almost every single one of a team’s 81 home games.

These days, not so many. And very few athletic competitions of any kind.

(Mine is one of the shadows at the finish line of the last sporting event I covered.)

At the end of each year there are newspaper photo contests and they usually have a portfolio category requiring an entry with a well-rounded selection of news, sports, and features photos. I am always lacking in the “sports.”

So when I do get a sports assignment I like to joke with my editor, “Maybe I can enter and even get a participation medal this year!”

This week the PGA Championship is in town and I am not at the Aronimink Golf Club. I was at the unveiling of a statue honoring the only golfer to ever wear short pants at a major tournament. My colleague Devin Jackson wrote about it. It’s a good story.

Forrest Fezler, a golfer in the 1970s and 80s, went into a porta-potty just before the end of the 1983 U.S. Open and exited to play the 72nd hole in shorts. It was in protest of unfair officiating at the U.S. Open at the Merion Golf Club two years earlier.

Fezler’s two adult children and four grandchildren were at the statue unveiling (he died in 2018) and I enjoyed photographing the ceremony, watching how they interacted with the statue, and waiting as the sun moved, changing the way the light hit it.

And while waiting, I noticed a pair of workers walk out on to the sloping roof of the nearby glass pavilion/subway entrance.

I immediately went to get under them — until other workers fenced off the area. I really wanted to “work” the scene as the two men replaced the old cloudy outer film with totally transparent sheets directly above me, under a clear blue sky. Maybe closing the entrance was to prevent commuters walking down into the subway from quickly looking up — and getting an attack of vertigo.

I know it affected me briefly. I talked with the men later about how they felt about looking straight down with nothing visible beneath them — especially when they started out walking on an almost opaque surface. Does it make you feel a little queasy I asked. “Not really,” one said. Before the other added, “Well, maybe a bit.”

Since 1998 a black-and-white photo has appeared every Monday in staff photographer Tom Gralish’s “Scene Through the Lens” photo column in the print editions of The Inquirer’s local news section. Here are the most recent, in color: