I have a favorite treadmill. It is the one that gives me the best view of the outside. This is what I saw today.
|The snow had the consistency of beach sand. If you are a connoisseur of snow, it was between crunch and squeak underfoot. Not quite greasy-slick....but close.|
"Dick" is one of the regulars who exercises in a time slot before I do. Dick is a tough old bird of about 72. He is tall and all angles and planes; stretched fabric, tubular steel and piano wire. He reminds me of one of these:
The reference to tubular steel was not entirely metaphor. He has a full leg prosthesis. It only slows him down a little bit.
I was a little slow with the camera, in part because I was a little slow in figuring out what I was seeing.
This is a picture of the Good Samaritan as he started to back up and leave. The windows on Dick's car are as slick as a whistle. Dick got into his car and left about two minutes later.
God Bless Small Towns.