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Here's picture No. 2:

Here's the hint: I drive past this thing every day. And if you work (or live) downtown, you probably do, too.

We bought our first house in Greensboro on Magnolia Street in Fisher Park. It's the home where our first child came home to after he was born. Monday mornings were reserved for opening the front door and letting Riley wave to the garbage truck driver as he performed his rounds.

Talk about joy. Riley's face would light up with excitement. The truck driver, however, barely acknowledged his presence. I couldn't decide whether he was withdrawn or just plain ornery.

Then we moved to a bigger house in another part of town. I never gave the guy a second thought for the next three years until my job took me down Magnolia Street last Monday morning. I was walking past our old house when his truck pulled up and stopped.

He rolled down his window. "Didn't you used to live on this street?" he asked.

I told him I did and pointed to the white house with the side porch.

"I remember your boy used to always wave to me," he said. "That always made my day."

He asked where we moved to and about Riley. We talked for a few minutes. He never once smiled, but I could tell he enjoyed our conversation. Eventually he drove off.

Yet another reminder not to judge people so hastily.

What in the world is that piece of abstract sculpture I posted on Monday?

It lives outside the West Market Street United Methodist Chuch, across from the old Guilford County Courthouse. And here it is:

We had two people who got it right this week. One was C.A.R. from Greensboro, who becomes the first two-time WITW winner. C.A.R. nailed last week's offering, too. The other was N&R reporter Gerald Witt, who, even though he sits next to me in the N&R's newsroom/cube farm, swears he wasn't following me on the day I shot those pics.

Here's Round 3. What in the world is this?

Want some clues? They're after the jump ...

It only took three weeks to stump you. It could be that no regular downtown drinkers saw the Monday edition. Or it could be that my choice of WITWs was too obscure. Anyway, here's what it is:

Still not getting it? A couple of more pics after the jump.

Sorry for the delay in posting this week's entry. Normally I like to get it online on Monday. But my yesterday was consumed by writing about people dying in all sorts of awful ways. I don't mean to sound flip, but a large part of my job is writing about death and destruction.

This picture has nothing to do with either death or destruction.So what it is?

Yep, that is the Guilford Building at 301 S. Elm St.:

Two of you got it right: Anne Pittman of Greensboro and Arthur Totten of Washington, D.C.

Sorry to be a day late with this, but I got backed up last week, and Monday was the first good sunny day I had had in a while. (Speaking of sun, where in the heck did it go?)

Here's what I've got for you this week:

So what is this?

Submitted by Teresa Prout

I first noticed him at the gate before our flight to New York City -- a man in his 60s who reminded me of a well-dressed Paulie Walnuts. He and his wife were on their way to New York for a visit, I heard him say, but they were from Greensboro.

The flight landed; my husband and I made our way to the city, unpacked and went out looking for food. We picked a little Greek restaurant near our hotel pretty much at random.

"Hey," my husband said looking toward the back of the restaurant. "That guy looks like the man on our plane." Then a few minutes later: "That IS the guy on our plane. What are the odds of that?"

Paulie Walnuts seemed less than impressed with the coincidence and went on his way. But ...

Two days later, we stopped by a coffee shop on our way to a Yankees game and there he was again. Eating a bagel.

Had I seen him later, in the crowd of 54,000 at Yankee Stadium, that "Sopranos" connection might've troubled me.

WITW's first foray out of downtown took us to ...

... UNCG. That's the area right above the entrance to the Patricia A. Sullivan Science Building on the eastern end of the campus.

Kristen of Durham got it mostly right in the comments to the original post. The brick building in the reflection is not the Cone Hall dorm, which is a little farther north, but the science building, which kicks out from the entrance area.