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| Riverland Terrace, James Island, S.C. |
I did drag myself out of my favorite couch corner this afternoon to walk through Riverland Terrace. It's a lovely neighborhood of reasonably sized cottages, oak lined streets, close to the water and my favorite theater.
I had just started my walk when I was waved over by a gentleman who lifted a drape covering this vintage Harley like a magician revealing a treasure. He'd brought her down in boxes from Ohio and reassembled her lovingly. He was a widower of three years. He was the "Top Dawg" painted on the side and his wife's name "Cheech" was still on the back. Cheech used to enjoy riding behind him.
I had surely walked right into a New Year's resolution in action. Get the bike ready to ride. Talk to women. Life goes on.
Happy New Year, Top Dawg. I think you are going to be okay.
6 comments:
And you just bought the perfect boots.
Sounds like a friendly kind of guy! Lonesome, adventurous?? Better watch out; he may be looking for a new passenger on that scooter!
excellent background for this post. thanks and feel better soon.
Rick - I do!
Kate - He was bouncing with happy energy. :)
brattcat - thanks. I do sound awful. Blah.
Sounds like a great walk, however get well. From half a world away I share those miserable splutters and sniffles.
RT and your favorite theater are in my part of town. I love walking (and driving) through there, too. The architecture is interesting - everything from humble duplexes to grand mansions in one neighborhood. I read a history of it once that included the original sales brochure. It was considered "country" at the time (or at least very outlying surburbia). Ha! :)
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