age

Feb 17, 2009 16:18

About 15 years ago I lived on 39th and from working at many locations on that street there were many people that shared the local flavor. One man, I do not know his name, walked 39th with two strong, tough looking Black Labs. The man also, was older but very strong-looking, big forearms and he walked briskly behind as the two labs led the way.
Well it is years later, and I work again on 39th. I see the same man, older, more frail looking, and instead of two labs leading him down the street, he has one. She is frail also, tired and she walks behind him now, slower, her age is apparent by her white muzzle.
It breaks my heart alittle, seeing such a drastic change, actually seeing someone, I do not know, grow older. I think of how different I am, and how the same. I said hello to him the other day. I told him how I used to see him being led down 39th. He appreciated my hello and thankedme for remembering the other dog, who had passed acouple of years ago.
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