Dashing to the mailbox at the end of the sidewalk without a coat or hat on a cold early November day, I heard the voice from across the street. "Where is your coat?! Where is your hat?! You are gonna get sick!" I knew before I even glanced across the street it was Ron retrieving …
Category: Friendships
Chair Lady And The Engineer
Seated in her chair, carefully placed at the end of the driveway almost as close to the road as could be, she had a warm, enthusiastic childlike smile that I just couldn't resist returning with an added wave. For a couple of years, spring through fall, I looked forward to the smiles and waves we …