Mistakes were made

New York City meets Munich

Never give up

May 10th, 2002 · No Comments · Uncategorized

Going anywhere from my apartment involves squeezing through a narrow maze of sidewalks constricted by construction. >Conny and I slowly flowed along with the early evening crowd, trying to work our way to the hardware store to get the necessary bits to make our new suspension frame more interesting.

An old man shuffling towards us on his walker has a whistle hung on a piece of string around his neck. As we try to navigate around him, he looks up at Conny View definition in a new window, stops, reaches down and grabs his whistle. He starts tweeting on his whistle, lets go of the walker, and turns and gestures with open hands towards my girl as we pass.

He may need help walking. He may need help whistling. He probably needs other help in other areas, too, but damn it, that’s not going to stop him. Gotta admire that.

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