I saw an old man, he told me about grandma, other than an obituary, there’s no one home. So, I began to wander, among people who are suffering,
“Is everything fine?” she asked,
“I haven’t seen you in a long time, so I came in peace (to say hello)”,
“This is not an appropriate time”,
I went down the stairs, four floors, wanted to say hello to people, they only come out when they have to, here and there dealing with felicitations is a pretty tricky task,
… yes, and sometimes you can have a nice chat when they are on the way to the synagogue, too
I’ve heard about U.S. towns where the main road is actually a runway, one road, one runway, sweet,
I think of the old man, how he would go out and throw the garbage bags away saying only a few words, I have invited him several times to dinner,
so, what do I see? A neighborhood, and I’m filming it.
Photo: Girl with Grandfather – Issan………………… “As The Wheel Turns” by Rick Payette (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)
