For nearly ten years, every time I passed by this spot, I saw an elderly man sitting on a chair and reading a book. He was there every afternoon, come rain or shine, enjoying his favorite pastime. Sometimes, if I'd pass by at a later time, I'd see him packing up and walking slowly to his house a couple of blocks from the bluff. Last week, for the first time ever, he wasn't there. The chair was in its usual spot, but with him not in it, the scenery lacked its exclamation point. He had such a steadying effect on me for years, that I missed him and became concerned. Today I went to his house and knocked on the door to inquire about his well-being. His wife told me he'd passed away while reading this past Wednesday: he just fell asleep and never woke up. He was 92. I told her that in some way he'd been a part of my life too, and asked whether she'd like me to pick up the chair and bring it to her home. She said no, she'd left it out there so others walking by could sit and enjoy the tranquility. I hope nobody walks off with it, but in the long run it's inevitable.So while it's still there I thought I'd record it for nostalgia's sake.http://dotcomjoe.com/1021p1~aj
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