A Neighborhood Stroll

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I looked out my window this morning and although the weather looked a little less than inviting, it did not in any way look foreboding, so grabbing my camera, and throwing a sweater and a hoodie on beneath my leather jacket, I headed out for a walk through the neighborhood just to see what everybody was up to with Christmas now only a mere 8 days away.

I had only gotten about a block from my place, and I was thoroughly enjoying the pleasant surprise that I had discovered in the warmth of the mild breeze and the overall gentleness of the weather around me, when I spotted old Ivan approaching in the new motorized wheelchair that he had gotten from Social Services a few months back. Even though he could really scoot in that sucker when he felt like it, I guess he was enjoying the weather too because he was wheeling even slower than I was strolling.

Hey, what’s up Ivan,” I asked, as he got within hearing range, “you know you’re breaking the speed limit?”

Well if you’ve got the power, you might as well use it,” he said with something like a chuckle, “so what have you been up to?”

Not much. And you?”

I had some surgery done a couple weeks ago”, Ivan informed me.

Really!”, I said, “For what?”

I had a partially clogged artery, they had to clear it.”

I said, “Well, I guess everything went alright, you’re talking to me.”

Yeah,” he said, somewhat sadly, “but I can’t play piano now.”

As I took in that last piece of information, I had to think about it for a moment before I said, “Ivan, I don’t think you ever could play piano.”

I know,” he said, still sounding somewhat sad, “but it would have been nice.”

I thought about that for another moment or two, then I reached in my pocket and grabbed a couple toonies. I reached out and took Ivan’s outstretched hand and placed the toonies into his open palm. Then I closed his fingers around the toonies, gave him a pat on the shoulder, and as I left I said, “Sorry about the piano-playing man.”

The last thing I heard Ivan say was, “Thanks for the compassion man, you’re real people.”

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A Neighborhood Stroll

6 thoughts on “A Neighborhood Stroll

  1. Oh, David, you gave me quite the chuckle and such a nice surprise with the music. I really enjoy your humor and your friend’s Ivan’s too. It feels so good to laugh doesn’t it? Thank you for such an enjoyable post! I didn’t find this as dark humor. I found it as DRY humor. Something I really LOVE. (((HUGS))) Amy

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    1. Yeah, I kind of thought old Ivan and I were just rehashing an old one-liner myself. But that’s O.K. humor should be taken by the individual in the way it best makes them laugh. Me, I loved Joan Rivers, but the only brother I still talk to, he didn’t like her at all. Everybody’s got their own taste I guess. I hope everything is going well with your Christmas preparations, and I hope the beauty of the season settles in firmly upon your home. God bless, and I’ll read you later.

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    1. Glad you enjoyed the humor. It’s a great neighborhood that I share with some great people. Reminds me a lot of this Blogging community. Take care, and I’ll read you later.

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