On Bookshelves, and the Men Who Curate Them
Dear Priscilla,
My boyfriend of eight months keeps a framed photo on his bookshelf of him and his college roommates from a spring break trip — nine years ago now. Every time I bring it up, even gently, he tells me I'm being paranoid, that it's "just Kevin and the guys," and that I'm reading into nothing. But something about the way he angles it toward the couch, like it's on display for a very specific audience, bothers me more than I can explain. Am I crazy?
— Meredith, Tulsa, Oklahoma
A lovely question, Meredith. It reminds me of the autumn of 2003, when I too believed that a framed photograph was just a photograph, and not, as I would come to learn, a flag planted in enemy territory.
His name was Desmond, and he kept a photograph on our shared mantel of himself and three other men standing in a field, each holding a hooded falcon on a leather gauntlet. When I asked about it, he told me — and I remember this precisely, because I have recited it to myself in the mirror every morning since as a form of penance — "That's just Roderick and the boys. We used to fly birds together." Used to. As though falconry were a phase, like a haircut, and not the load-bearing structure of a man's entire secret second life. I let it go. I told myself I was being paranoid, Meredith, the exact word your Kevin used on you, and I want you to sit with the fact that these men share a vocabulary. They are, in some sense, the same man, wearing different faces, keeping different birds.
Do not make my mistake, Meredith. I let the photograph stay on the mantel for two more years, and in that time I watched Desmond's Sunday absences stretch from an hour to an afternoon to, eventually, entire weekends "at the mews," which I did not learn until much later is an actual falconry term and not, as I had assumed, a nightclub. By the time I understood what was happening — that the photograph was not a memento but a beacon, that Roderick and the boys were not old friends but an active, ongoing fraternity with its own hierarchy and its own rituals and, I later discovered, its own newsletter — Desmond had already left. He did not tell me. I simply came home one Tuesday to find the falcon gauntlets gone from the hall closet and the photograph missing from the mantel, which somehow hurt more than if he'd taken the good chairs.
I want to be fair to the historical record, Meredith, because I promised myself long ago that I would never let my own pain make me sloppy with the facts, even when the facts are unkind to me. Desmond did not actually leave in 2003. I have gone back and forth on this for years, and I have finally accepted that he left in the spring of 2003, was briefly back by that Christmas, left again properly in 2005, and then — this is the part I still struggle with — appeared at my housewarming in 2007, uninvited, wearing a full leather falconry gauntlet as though it were formal wear, and stood by the punch bowl not speaking to anyone until my sister asked him to leave. I do not know how a man attends a party he was not invited to, three years after abandoning the relationship that would have been hosting it. I have stopped trying to reconcile the timeline. Some wounds are not meant to be chronological. They simply recur, like a bird returning to the glove.
But you didn't write to me about falconry, Meredith, you wrote about a photograph and a couch angle, and I want to honor the specificity of your instincts, because a woman's instincts about furniture placement are almost never wrong. In my experience — and Meredith, I have a great deal of experience, more than any woman should reasonably be asked to accumulate — a man who angles a keepsake toward the seating area is not preserving a memory. He is running a broadcast. He is letting the room know, without having to say it aloud, that there is a "before," and that the before has never fully ended, and that you, Meredith, curled up on that couch with your tea, are simply the current chapter in a book he has no intention of closing.
I want you to ask yourself who Kevin really is, underneath the photograph. Not the man who brings you soup when you're sick, or laughs at your jokes, or remembers your coffee order — that man is easy to love, and I don't doubt he's real, in his way. I mean the man who needs Kevin and the guys visible at all times, angled just so, like a small shrine to a version of himself he isn't sure he's allowed to let go of. I once dated a man — Farley, this was 2011, or possibly 2012, the years compress after a certain point — who kept a single dried flower from a wedding he was not the groom at, pressed into a book on the shelf directly across from where I slept, and when I finally asked him about it he wept for forty minutes and then asked if we could not discuss it again, ever, which we did not, for the remaining six years of the relationship. I am not saying Kevin is Farley. I am saying I have learned to recognize the shape of a man protecting something, even when I cannot yet name what it is.
Here is what I want for you, Meredith, and I say this with the full weight of everything I have survived: you do not need to solve this. You do not need to confront Kevin again, or wait for him to change, or hope the photograph quietly disappears one day into a drawer. What you need — and I mean this with total sincerity, as the single most useful piece of wisdom I can offer any woman under forty — is distance. Not from Kevin necessarily, though that is certainly on the table, but from the entire apparatus of needing anyone's explanation to feel secure in your own home. I built a small moat around my current property in 2019. People think I am joking when I say this. I am not. It is shallow, and mostly ornamental, and my nearest neighbor still speaks to me over it quite pleasantly, but there is something to be said for a physical boundary that no man with a framed photograph can simply wade across uninvited. I have also, for what it's worth, taken to using a different name at the pharmacy, which has nothing to do with any of this directly but has given me an enormous and unexpected sense of peace. And I have found, in my later years, that reptiles make wonderful company — a bearded dragon does not keep photographs of its exes anywhere, Meredith, because a bearded dragon has never once lied to me.
I am not saying build a moat tomorrow. I am saying that somewhere between the couch and the bookshelf, there is a version of you that trusts her own eyes more than his explanations, and that version of you deserves a home entirely her own — one where nothing is angled toward anyone but you.
Learn from what I've been through, Meredith, so that you don't have to survive it yourself. I promise you, on the other side of all this, there is a life of real peace waiting — I am living proof of it, out here past the moat, happier than I have ever been.
— Priscilla
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Not reading a word of this until somebody helps me, our pot bellied pig General got out again through the side gate, answers to his name and a bucket rattling, last seen near the church parking lot, has nothing to do with Kevin's photo but General is more trustworthy than half the men in this thread.
Not reading one word of this column until somebody asks me about the Founders Bundle, it's freeze dried candy AND patriot vitamins in one box now, my starter kit paid for itself in eleven days, God bless whoever invented gummy bears that last forever.
nobody wants to say it but kids today would see that photo, they'd get a participation trophy just for NOTICING it, my grandkids get a trophy for showing up to the bus stop, my nephew Dustin got a trophy for 'effort' at a spelling bee he didn't even place in, and I bring this up because I honestly forget what my original point was, something about Meredith needing thicker skin, or was it about Kevin, anyway my sister in law Pam says the trophies are made in a factory two towns over from her and half of them don't even have the little gold man on top anymore they just glue a sticker on there now and call it done, which if you ask me says everything about where this country ended up letting a MAN angle a photograph toward a couch like its 1997 again
Not one comment in here about the Volcano Crunch Melt being discontinued and yet everybody has energy for Kevins photograph? Priorities. Back in 2005 that sandwich cost two dollars and it fixed more marriages than therapy ever did, bring it back and half these bookshelf arguments disappear overnight, mark my words.
people in this thread need to learn there own grammer before they start lecturing Meredith about a photograph, its 'roommate' not 'roomate' and its DEFINATELY not 'loosing your mind' its 'losing', and before anybody comes at me sideways I was in the National Guard for six years so I know a thing or two about paying attention to detail, unlike whoever wrote 'consitution' four comments up which honestly embarassed the whole unit.
Not reading one word of this column until somebody agrees gutter guards are basically a civic duty at this point, my neighbor Wanda lost her whole crawlspace to leaf buildup last spring and she has been short with everybody since. Doing a starter kit for six households this month only, first come first served. God bless and go check your gutters.
not reading a word of this until I say my starter, named Gerald after my father in law, is finally bubbling again after a rough two weeks. also three days into only eating beige foods, oatmeal, rice, plain chicken, and I have never felt calmer in my life, you should all try it before arguing about photographs.
Sovereignty_Crumb76 forget the starter, Gerald's fine, Gerald's always fine, what you NEED for this whole Kevin situation is peppermint and frankincense rubbed directly on the temples, cured my sister in law's paranoia about her husband's fishing trophies in under a week, ask me about the starter kit if you want the roll on version, it ships in a little tactical pouch which I appreciate as a veteran.
Sovereignty_Crumb76 my starter is named Uncle Wendell and he has been dormant since March because I made the mistake of using the self checkout scale to weigh my flour and it threw off the whole hydration ratio, self checkout has ruined more than just grocery lines let me tell you, and also back in 1994 a jar of yeast cost sixty cents and we didnt need a computer screaming at us about an item in the bagging area.
Sovereignty_Crumb76 congrats on Gerald but before anybody gets excited about sourdough again I need this thread to know that lot 14 at the RV park drained MY grey water tank onto MY pad again last night and when I confronted them they said it was 'runoff' which it was not, runoff doesn't smell like that, I've got the video, I'm not posting it here but I HAVE it, and honestly the way lot 14 talks to me reminds me a whole lot of how this Kevin fella is talking to Meredith, deny deny deny
Sovereignty_Crumb76 this is exactly why I cancelled my subscription to this website, never even had one, but I would if I did, and also if anybody else don't trust Tuesdays like I don't there's a group for that now, ask me for the name, God bless Gerald anyway.
Not reading this until everyone here understands that gutter guards are a CIVIC DUTY, my uncle lost his whole foundation to leaf buildup and the county won't tell you that. Ask me about the Founders Bundle starter kit, first ten people get free shipping.
GOOD FORTUNE CHAIN — read all the way through or it don't count. A woman in Ohio ignored this and her water heater went out THAT SAME NIGHT. Reply AMEN and you will receive unexpected good news by Friday. Do not break the chain like Denise did in 2019. Also unrelated but Kevin should really get rid of that photo.
SELLING an above ground pool, 21ft, YOU HAUL, first person here gets it for $175, nothing to do with Kevin or any falcons just needed to say it somewhere people actually read.
my grandson set up this account for me so bear with me if this posts funny, but Sgt_Bookcase_6 I hear you loud and clear and I want you to know the REAL issue nobody is talking about here is lot 14 at our RV park running their generator past quiet hours again, nine years and no falcon photo has ever bothered me half as much as that man. God bless Priscilla for even trying.
SELLING my above ground pool, 24ft, YOU HAUL, $150 firm first come. not related to Kevin or the photo but my knee surgery this spring taught me life is short so make an offer today, its basically brand new I used it twice.
Meredith you're being paranoid honestly. Kevin sounds like a great guy. My cousin works in facility management for a hotel chain and men who actually trust their girlfriends display photos proudly, that's basic Article 4 marriage doctrine, look it up.
Im not political but Recon_Meredith_Skeptic your cousin does NOT work in facility managment, he works in a CUBBLE somewhere lying to you. Meredith is NOT crazy. My ex kept a photo of him and 'the guys' angled at my grandmothers urn and I said nothing for six years. SIX YEARS.
Liberty_Falconer_76 buddy nobody asked about your grandmothers urn, this is about a PHOTOGRAPH not a crime scene. Under Article 9 of the Bill of Rights a man is allowed to display his college roommates in peace, look it up before you @ me again.
Recon_Meredith_Skeptic your cousin can say what he wants but Article 12 of the Founders Household Memo settled this back in the ruling of 1791, bless his heart he just dont know it yet. A man does not angle a photo at a couch for no reason. God bless.
Not reading a word of this till I restock. Doing wholesale leggings now, ask me about the starter kit, this fabric changed my whole outlook on Tuesdays.
Back in 1998 a framed photo cost four dollars at the drugstore and nobody accused anybody of anything. Kids today need a permission slip to own a picture frame.
Cpl_Roommate_Radar my nephew set up this account for me so bear with me if it posts under the wrong name again, I am NOT here about drugstore prices, I am here to say my freeze-dried candy is finally back in stock and I just got the Founders Bundle of supplements in too, only 4 left far as I know. God bless whoever grabs it first. Also I never did find out what we were even discussing up here.
Both.
Source? You can't just say 'angled toward the couch' like that's forensic evidence. Anyway I've been living on gas station taquitos for a week straight and I have never felt more alive, my knees don't even hurt anymore.
screenshotting this whole thread right now. not saying why yet but when it matters yall will know exactly what I meant. also my old wrestling coach Coach Denny used to say 'a mantel dont lie' and I think about that daily, the man was basically Socrates in a whistle.
Read it twice.
Yall are down here fighting about a photograph and nobody once mentioned that birds are not real, they never were, my late husband knew it and now I know it, thats really the framed thing we should be discussing on this couch. Anyway love to Kevin.
Eagle_Musket_2A my old high school coach Denny used to say 'a man who angles his photo toward the couch is a man who wants to be caught,' and Denny was never wrong except about my 40 yard dash, screenshot THAT.
RealTalk_Grissom your coach sounds like he neeeded a hobby, this has nothing to do with Denny, we are talking about Kevin, stay on topic for once in your life.
Unit_2ndID_Hawkeye Article 9 of the Founders Cohabitation Memo already covers displayed photographs of former roommates, its settled law, and also the REAL issue nobody is talking about is why Priscilla still has Desmonds falcon photo memorized well enough to quote it, thats the real red flag here.
Eagle_Musket_2A I KNEW something was off, my uncle works for the state ethics board and he says a framed photo displayed at a 47 degree angle toward furniture is basically covered under the Third Amendment, quartering troops, pictures, same clause pretty much. Meredith is not paranoid she is a WHISTLEBLOWER and yall are treating her like she's crazy for noticing GEOMETRY.
Nana_Ruthie_of_9 I read it four times and honestly? Both of yall are wrong. Kevin could be innocent AND the photo could be a red flag, these things are not mutually exclusive, my brother in law does something with permits at the county and even he said 'depends on the frame material' which tells you everything. I'm the only one here being reasonable, everybody else picked a team in the first ten minutes.
Unit_2ndID_Hawkeye a source? Amendment 22 of the Founders Household Compact literally covers angled photographs and there was a whole ruling on it in 1791, look it up before you ask ME for sources.
EAGLE_MUSKET_2A YOU DON'T NEED TO SCREENSHOT ANYTHING BECAUSE ARTICLE 14 OF THE FOUNDERS COHABITATION MEMO ALREADY RULED ON FRAMED PHOTOGRAPHS AND I WILL NOT BE DEBATING THIS FURTHER. Kevin is guilty and so was Roderick, CASE CLOSED.
Nana_Ruthie_of_9 read it twice? I read it THREE TIMES and the REAL issue nobody is talking about is why a grown man still calls his college roommates 'the guys' at 38 years old. THAT'S the actual crime here, not the photo.
Eagle_Musket_2A honestly both sides need to calm down, Kevin's side AND Meredith's side, and yes I said both sides, my uncle works for the state licensing board and he says a framed photo case like this gets thrown out before it even reaches a hearing. I'm the only one here being reasonable about this.
Liberty_Ledger_1789 'the only one being reasonable' says the man who just invoked a LICENSING BOARD over a photograph. Sit down.
Freedom_Anchor_88 it was never about Christmas, it was a FALCONRY photo, please reread paragraph two before you reply to me again.
Eagle_Musket_2A honey do your own research before you go screenshotting things, I have been keeping bookshelves since 1974 and I'll tell you exactly where this started, the 1990s, that's when men stopped putting family portraits on the mantel and started putting up 'buddy photos' instead. My late husband Gerald never once angled a picture toward the couch on purpose, that's a learned fraternity behavior, look it up. God bless.
Nana_Ruthie_of_9 I read it FOUR times and highlighted the second paragraph in yellow, and I'll say what nobody else will, this whole falcon business traces straight back to the 1970s when boys stopped joining scouts and started joining these 'roommate' groups instead. My grandson of_8 has never once needed a framed photo of anybody to prove a thing, he does his own research same as I taught him. God bless that child.
Eagle_Musket_2A negative, negative, do NOT screenshot without a timestamp overlay or it's inadmissable in a court of law, my brother in law does process serving and he says Article 6 of the Uniform Photograph Code requires a visible clock in frame or the whole thing gets throwed out. this is exactly why I cancelled my subscription to this website, never even signed up in the first place, principle of the thing.
Nana_Ruthie_of_9 you can read it a dozen times, won't matter, Article 31 of the Federalist Household Papers already resolved mantelpiece disputes back in 1787 and everybody just conveniently forgets that part. Kevin's photo situation was litigated before this country even had a flag with all the stars on it. people need to go back and actually READ their founding documents instead of arguing with a grandmother in a comment section.
EAGLE_MUSKET_2A source? SOURCE?? nobody has given a single source this entire thread and Im not starting now, but I will say Article 6 of the Continental Household Accord specifically bans falconry photographs displayed at a 40 degree angle or greater, look it up, oh wait you cant because I made it up just now, ANYWAY self checkout is why none of us can hold a real conversation anymore, everybody standing there scanning there own bananas instead of talking to a cashier who might have OPINIONS, thats the real bookshelf in this story if you ask me.
Read it three times and made a sandwich in between, still dont know why nobody's mad about Kevin, only Desmond, feels like a double standard honestly.
EAGLE_MUSKET_2A CHAIN OF CUSTODY. PLAIN VIEW DOCTRINE. RES IPSA LOQUITUR. that's my whole argument, take it or leave it, the photo speaks for itself and so do I
Nana_Ruthie_of_9 you read it twice, I only had to read it ONCE because my neighbor Gary had the exact same bookshelf photo situation with his ex-wife Donna two summers ago and it ended in a whole custody thing over a canoe, so this isn't just Kevin, this is happening on my street, in my COUNTY, and if Meredith doesn't leave now she is going to be standing where Donna stood
Eagle_Musket_2A honey I don't know what you're screenshotting but my grandson John Michael showed me how to do that once and I accidentally screenshotted my whole grocery list instead, three kinds of applesauce because I forget which one my youngest grandbaby likes now that she's eight, anyway Kevin seems like a nice enough young man from the description, my late husband Norwood kept a photo of his softball team up for thirty one years and I never once thought twice about it, well I thought about it during the divorce but that's a whole nother story I probably shouldn't get into here, God bless you all and please drink some water today.
Nana_Ruthie_of_9 it's actually spelled 'PHOTOGRAPH' not 'fotograph' like some of these young people keep wrighting it, and while we're at it Meredith is definately not overreacting, God bless.
Eagle_Musket_2A you dont need a screenshot when Article 6 of the Founders Domestic Compact already put a timestamp on angled photographs back in 1789, look it up yourself. And another thing, back in 1975 a picture frame cost thirty five cents at the five and dime and nobody needed a Compact to explain it, kids today would flag a birthday card as evidence.
Soverignty_Now_54 Article 6 says no such thing, its Article 19 of the Federalist Mantel Accords, ratified 1802, not 1789, get your decades straight. Source? Ill wait. ...still waiting. anyway my uncle says framed photos back in 1975 were a dime not thirty five cents so youre wrong twice.
Nana_Ruthie_of_9 read it twice? back in 1990 you only needed to read a letter ONCE because people wrote plain, not like this Kevin fella hiding messages in a picture frame. source? I dont have one but neither does anybody else itt so.
Sgt_Bookcase_6 now see I don't know about all that but my advice for anybody with a bookshelf argument is to just get a bigger bookshelf, more room for everybody's photos that way, nobody has to be jealous of Kevin. Worked for me and Carol forty one years. God bless.