Impressive Memories

 

 

John was impressed that I remembered his name.  "I can't remember yours," he laughed.  No big thing.  I wanted to know immediately, had he found his wallet?  The last I saw John, he had spent some time at Street Books talking to filmaker, Travis Shields.  He spent quite a bit of time at the book cart in general that day.  He had indeed found it, in the most likely of places:  his bag.  We had a good laugh and then, while we were completing out library transaction, I realized I couldn't find my notebook.  We both had an even bigger laugh together when I discovered it resting on top of the bike seat directly in front of me.

 

Read more about the day at Skidmore Fountain at www.suezalokar.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Previous
Previous

Seek and Ye Shall Find

Next
Next

Divine Renews