Saturday, March 08, 2008

My favorite table at the espresso shop puts my back to the wall. The sidewalk outside is at my left. So Harold was only three feet away as he walked past. He’s probably about half way between my dad and me in age. Over the years our extended families have created an informal mutual admiration federation. It put a smile on my face when he stopped, turned, and came in to chat a while.


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