Yesterday as I was coming out of the pharmacy at one of the clinics I noticed that my shoe was untied, so I propped it up on a waste can there in the lobby and tied it. A very OLD man was sitting on a couch watching me. I told him, “When I was younger I could bend over and tie them, but now they have to meet me half way.” He started laughing and got tickled, then he pointed to his own feet and between spasms of giggle said, “Velcro!” Then he started laughing all over again. I left him laughing, and figured that it would either add a few months to his life or kill him right there on that fake leather couch. He didn’t seem to care which.

Happy 13th Birthday to Grandson, Jack Bradshaw

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