i attended a professional continuing education seminar in dayton, ohio yesterday and among the attendees was an 87-year old adorable man. 87!
as luck would have it, i ended up sitting next to him at lunch. it was all i could do not to hug him to pieces. he was a.dor.a.ble. if it wouldn't have been impossibly freudian, i would've asked him out!
he explained to those of us at the table that he was at the seminar for the same reason all the rest of us were at the seminar - to keep his license current. he said, "you never know when i might have to go back to work for some reason - maybe my wife might die - and i might need my psychology license to fall back on."
i love this man.
he raised his hand probably 6 times during the seminar. he asked the kind of questions that andy and barney might have asked - basic, non-fancy schmancy, regular old questions. all of the 30-somethings in the room asked questions with multi-syllabic words from here to eternity.
i love this man.
at one point during the afternoon, i looked over at him - at his profile - and was startled to realize that he looks just. like. my. dad. just like him. identical. i. den. ti. cal.
it may be freudian.......
but i love him.
:)
