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I had a chance encounter with an elderly gentleman today. One of those spontaneous encounters that leave both humans happy for the shared moments. It was probably one my most valued moments today. I was in the Credit Union waiting in line to draw out some money to go Christmas shopping. An elderly man walked in to the building and headed off to the head (bathroom). He was dressed in a ball cap, camo military jungle field jacked with a black polar fleece vest. He wore a shegma(not spelled correctly) mideastern scarf around his neck. He had on wool pants and a German knapsack over his back. In his hand he carried his walking staff. It looked like it was a rake handle. Metal collar pointed down. He looked haggard and cold. He looked me over and smiled with his rotted teeth. He commented on my burgandy Woolrich heavy wool jacket shirt and said where he was from everyone wore them and he handn't seen one for some time. I said it was my favorite and wore it most of the winter. I commented on his scarf, German backpack, and walking staff. He smiled knowing that someone was looking at him for who he was and the experience he had for the selection of his gear. I asked him if I could give him a ride. He smiled and said no. I made a friend today and if I see him again I will take him for lunch and hear his story. I don't think that I would have the guts to walk into a credit union like that. I'm sure he would have been able to protect his investments with that staff and the metal end on it. What a good idea for an inexpensive staff. He walked the walk and waved goodbye. Merry Christmans I said, goodbye. Regards, Loosearrow
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