Saying Yes to Know
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November 2006
It was Friday morning and the parking lot at my neighborhood Safeway food store was full of transportation vans and buses. They were from the nearby retirement homes and Sun Lakes, the large retirement community that abuts my backyard wall. My quick fifteen-minute trip would now take an enjoyable hour as I assumed the special role of a middle-aged, surrogate son.
I was that "nice, young man" of fifty-two years who read labels with tiny print. I reached high on the top shelf for that extra special can, cuz "that's where they keep the good stuff". I admired photos of grown children and grandchildren. I listened to stories of long ago and far away; of first kisses, lost loves and those lost to war. I shared in their happiness of being blessed with good friends and loving spouses, both here and gone.
In another ten years, I'll retire and join them in their jaunts. But for now, I'm their young neighbor from the other side of the wall. The one who listens and reaches high on the top shelf... to get the good stuff.
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November 2006
It was Friday morning and the parking lot at my neighborhood Safeway food store was full of transportation vans and buses. They were from the nearby retirement homes and Sun Lakes, the large retirement community that abuts my backyard wall. My quick fifteen-minute trip would now take an enjoyable hour as I assumed the special role of a middle-aged, surrogate son.
I was that "nice, young man" of fifty-two years who read labels with tiny print. I reached high on the top shelf for that extra special can, cuz "that's where they keep the good stuff". I admired photos of grown children and grandchildren. I listened to stories of long ago and far away; of first kisses, lost loves and those lost to war. I shared in their happiness of being blessed with good friends and loving spouses, both here and gone.
In another ten years, I'll retire and join them in their jaunts. But for now, I'm their young neighbor from the other side of the wall. The one who listens and reaches high on the top shelf... to get the good stuff.
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