Jul 23 2001
Bittersweet
On my way home from work today, I saw an elderly couple walking along the tree-lined street, hand in hand. They were both very well-dressed in an old-fashioned manner (i.e., they both wore hats, and he was wearing a vest) and were having an animated conversation. As I got closer to them, I saw that the gentleman was walking with the aid of a cane, and the lady was wheeling along his oxygen tank in the hand that wasn’t holding his. I don’t think either of them was really aware of the cane or the oxygen tank, or anything other than the beautiful summer day, their conversation, and each other.
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