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Friday, June 11, 2010

The Wheels of Life

I was walking through downtown Rockport, where the streets are narrow.

Eventually, my path was impeded by two carriages. In one sat a baby girl, being escorted, I assume, by her mother. The other was a wheelchair, in which sat an old woman, being escorted, I assume, by her daughter. They did not appear to be in the same party. It seemed that their paths too had intersected at this very same moment.

The baby points to the old lady, and in an extremely baby-like manner exclaimed, "aaahhhh.....bleh...blah, gabba gabba....meh meh...wa"

The woman driving the wheelchair leaned down and says, "Mom, she said she digs your wheels..."

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