A couple of weeks ago, I heard a very familiar soft knock at my door. It was two of my little neighborhood friends, Angel and Lila.
Angel announced, "Hi Dewey, we thought we'd come over and visit for a while."
I was kinda' shocked by her words. It was very heart-warming to think that they thought enough of me to come and "visit," but I wasn't about to invite them into my home, unaccompanied. (I'm single and live alone) So, I told them I was pretty busy at the moment and perhaps my little dog, Buckwheat, and I would come out later, then we could visit. I would have loved to invite them inside and rounded up some cookies and a cold glass of milk, but in today's world, you just can't do such things. What a shame one has to be so standoffish and reserved, but such is life in the 21st century. Hell, I was even cautious NOT to take too many pictures of the little kids during the neighborhood 4th of July celebration for fear of being labeled as the lecherous old man down the street.
True to my word, an hour or so later, after seeing the two with their little red wagon, Buckwheat and I went outside and we visited for a while. They love my dog, and he, them. Seeing a great photo op, I had the two girls sit in their wagon and placed Buckwheat in between them and got a wonderful shot of the three of them. It was, as they say, "Suitable for framing." I went to both parents, who are good friends of mine, and told them of the photograph and I emailed it to both. They were very appreciative and thanked me.
I love children. Always have. Their innocence is wonderful and it's often a welcomed respite after dealing with ornery adults all day long. But, in today's society, you've got to be very cautious about your interaction with them. So, I'll just continue to be the kind, friendly
WISE old man down the street and hopefully, some day they'll look back on their childhood and fondly remember me for the man I was.
Dewman
SW Idaho
Last edited by Dewman; 12-16-2014 at 01:22 AM.