At the bottom of the escalator, where passengers take leave of escorts, an Asian couple in their late 20s were kissing and giggling uncontrollably before the female of the pair flew off to wherever she had to go for the week. As she passed by, an austere white woman of 60 or so scowled at them, presumably because they were in the way. Whatever. I was just trying to think back to when I had been uncynical enough to titter like that, especially in public.
On the flight to Orlando, a 4-5 year old boy sat by the window and screeched from excitement as the plane lifted off the tarmac. A couple of rows back, his twin brother did the same. First flight. Awesome.
Earlier, on the blacktop outside Estes Hills's gym, Graham rode his bike in circles large and small for 11 minutes without touching his feet to the ground on only his second day of riding, as his dad kicked himself for forgetting to bring the camera to shoot a little movie. Not that we have that much space on our memory card.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Optimism
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Well wax my pole beans and Jiminy Cricket!!!
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