Greybeard

Although we have grown old together, I have never again seen your chin.

Remaining relevant

The original goal of this blog was to document and share the journey into old age. I fail miserably at it. I know I have crested and am gaining momentum but for the most part,so far, my days go on and I am oblivious to where I am on the pathway... until I am not. Then I plan to share but it seems so trivial or it doesn't seem trivial at all and I am frightened and like a child if I say it, it is true. So I don't

I was reading old XUP postings- gawww I miss THAT jeune fille! and thought of linking to several of her posts but stummbled across this, which brought tears to my eyes but also joy to my heart.


Days with my Father

Hurdman Station

SHIT!
17 minutes to wait.
Weak November sun trying to warm the morning
Mother Parker's coffee,the temperature just right.
Single honey sesame snaps,a package all to myself.
Not the worst way to start the day.

Crosswalk Concert

Urbanears to the right of me,
Harmonica to the left,
Hear I am, stuck in the music again!

Crosswalk tales

Stuck in the middle of you
ipod to the left of me
ipod to the right
here I am stuck in the middle of you!

Bob Dylan - Stuck In The Middle With You lyrics

I know you meant well

and I appreciated being able to sit on the crowded bus, truly I did, so please forgive me as I offer this suggestion.

Next time offer your seat by saying
" May I offer you my seat?"

I will say, "why thank you, yes."


It could also be possible for me to say "How kind of you to offer but, thank you- I prefer to stand." Or perhaps "How kind of you to offer but, I am getting off at the next stop."

Unfortunately you said to me "Do you need my seat?" And yes, yes I did.