generation gap.

i volunteered over at lindenwood terrace again.
ane the hi-light was probally talking to this old guy.
you see, theres these two old guys
who sit over in the back corner and sit drinks and stare at people.
and thats totally okay.
one of the old guys left, so i went to talk to the one left.
we talked about school:
how im young and i have a year or two to decide on what i want to do.
we talked about vacations:
how he and his wife (rest in peace) used to vacation down to pheniox
and theyd golf and swim and whatnot.
he still has friends that ask when theyll be back.
we talked about sports:
how we played golf for 50 years, but cant anymore
because hed rather be able to walk than golf due to a bad back
we talked about love and death:
his wife is dead, and he now lives alone.
he says its hard, and i dont blame him.
they were together for such a long time, now he lives alone.
he dsnt have very many friends.
and to him, the reality of dieing alone is possible.
imagine.
all your friends, family, and your true love are all gone.
you cant go out and do what you love.
oh, he said to me that he may try going to pheniox this winter
because he didnt this year.
sadly, i doubt it.
but, the thing is,
he talked about all of this in a very contented and accepting way.
that suprised me.
he was able to just go along with life,
even though, to me, he had nothing else to live for.
appernatly golf turns into walks, and his wife transitions into the other lonley men at the terrace to hang out with.
it was an eye opening visit.