Beth and Ken and the Autumn Visit

My Day With The Riches, Part 1.

They arrived promptly at 1 p.m., just when they said they would, with beer, on a beautiful Autumn day. We sat and drank, and talked, and laughed.

They ascended the loftiness into my aerie, where they viewed my world inside and out. They stepped out on to my balcony and saw the river, they sat in my chairs and saw my paintings. She opened my book, my treasured volume, my Shakespeare.

We drove into town where they met my friend the tobacconist, lottery seller and vendor of all local news.

We went for a long walk in the park where they saw the river and the trees. She took photos of everything (even me). They checked out the Columbus monument, the Puerto Rican monument and the Harriet Tubman monument. We talked of Washington's Crossing and of the Underground Railroad and of many things.

We made our way to the best restaurant in town. It was still lunch time when we arrived so we ordered appetizers and drinks. There was more talk and more laughter.

Soon it was dinner time and I had the best meal I have had since way before I left New York City.

It was the dark of night when we left there They drove me home and made sure I made it across the street with my cane, bless them.

I spent a happy day with two happy people. I had so much fun I forgot to take their picture, which I may be able to rectify during My Day With The Riches, Part 2.

DB - The Vagabond
Never give up.