Diorama

Jim walking around isn't happening much these days because of the shutdown in NYC due to the Coronavirus.  So I have this idea taken from my friend, Jim Ferris, who used to build dioramas.  He had one, I vividly remember, of a general store that you might see in a 1940s hollywood western, maybe 14" by 18", very impressive.
So I'm thinking since I'm not walking around in real time I'd experiment and build my personal diorama, similar to something you'd see in the American Museum of Natural History but imagined,  something to 'walk around in'.

Dioramas originated in France in the 1920s and meant literally 'through that which is seen'.  So I'll try through a photograph to build a verbal diorama of what is seen.  Flesh it out.
Let's start with this one of me:

First Holy Communion, 7 years old, 1951, Eisenhower in the White House, Joe McCarthy in the Senate, War in Korea, Jim Crow in the South and myself, parents, Sister and Brother in the Bronx.  I was in the 3rd grade at Holy Spirit Grammar School.  A small grammar school, 16 classrooms two for each level.  The church more like a chapel was downstairs.
We had just moved to the Bronx to live and work as superintendents for a 10 apartment building complex. 
Some observations from the photo.  There were lots of parking spaces available in 1951.  No graffitti, maybe a little trash or else I've got something related to the day hanging on my arm. I think trash but it's odd and odd framing for a photo but who thought about such things then in our world.  The sun is in my eyes; probably a brownie camera and maybe that was the best way to get a bright picture or maybe he or she just thought it was the best way.  It was probably my Mom taking the picture.  She was much more interested in memories and sharing.
That boy, if he were not facing the sun would most definitely be smiling.  He's very religious and this is the biggest day in his religious life.  He's happy, shy, keeps to himself.  He can't say why yet but he feels different or more accurately he senses from others that he's different.  Soon they'll tell him why and how he's different and the diffidence will grow.  But this day he's happy.