5th Avenue Place used to be called Esso Plaza. The fountain was always there from what I remember, but there was also a cheap movie theatre inside, where you could see older movies for a Loonie, and later a Toonie.
I spent a lot of time there as a teen and a young adult, during summer days we'd take off our shoes and go happily splashing right through the middle of the fountain, often much to the amusement of the office workers there, peacefully eating their lunches or enjoying a cigarette. We were young, carefree and even when we were miserable, we were still happy. Everything was still bright and new and full of hope. Love and laughter surrounded us always.
Evenings were spent huddled in the movie theatre, sometimes watching the movie, but mostly not. Cuddling, holding hands and making out in the darkness of the theatre.
Now, I am one of those office workers, quickly eating my lunch and enjoying the sun for a few moments before I rush back to the mountains of work left on my desk. Alone, with no hand to hold, taking barely a moment to appreciate the beauty of the scene, not daring to run through the crisp cool water. After all, I have to go back to work you know.
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