They Talk

THEY TALK.

A group of men who seem to meet the same time at McDonald’s every morning. Sometimes there are more of them, some times a little less, but there always seems to be a Core of 3-4 of the same men.

THEY TALK.

These group of men with their Senior .50 cups of coffee…

THEY TALK.

These group of men with their ball caps and their un-matching jackets…

THEY TALK.

These group of men discuss current events, sports, grandkids, children who are losing jobs or moving away or back in, getting up four or five times in the middle of the night, social security checks, V A benefits, wives who are and were, cars, gas prices, death, funerals. . .

THEY TALK.

These group of men don’t seem to have cell phones or if they do, they are the old flip phones that can’t or won’t text…

THEY TALK.

These group of men never Text, Google, Tweet, Face Time, Facebook, YouTube or Email…

THEY TALK.

THEY TALK to any who pause or not-so-remotely pay attention.

THEY TALK.

These group of men always say hello before I speak or acknowledge them…

THEY TALK.

These group of men seem to do what so few of us have forgotten to do…just to do:

THEY TALK.

THEY Listen.

THEY Smile.

THEY Laugh.

THEY Connect.

THEY Communicate.

THEY TALK….