My daughter came to visit this weekend.|
After taking our dogs for their walk,
she said,“ For all the latest gossip you can depend
upon the new neighbor next door. We just had a talk.
She reminded me the old geezer down the block died
a couple of weeks ago. I remember, growing up, when
we kids would walk Rusty past his house, he always tried
to talk. We’d break away as hurriedly as we could back then.
‘Your Corgi is a fine animal...a fine animal.’, he’d say.”
“You should have made the effort to get to know that man.
His family bred championship Corgis; you quite well may
have learned a lot about Rusty from him. You never can
tell about older folks; they might have led interesting lives.
They were not always retired and in their 70's, you know.
He was a great athlete, graduated Annapolis, had four wives.
In his Navy career he traveled the world from Rome to Tokyo,
met three Presidents, was a war hero awarded a whole chest
full of medals, even commanded the ship to retrieve the space
capsule and astronauts after one mission. He told the best
true-life stories. Not getting to know him was a disgrace.”
“Gee, Dad, I regret not ever talking to him now. Tell me more.”
“Can’t! I learned all this yesterday...from the neighbor next door.”