Two old women in the Skokie Salvation Army were either friends or sisters. One had thick-framed eyeglasses. The other had a stooped neck. They rolled a cart through the store, inspecting every object, talking about it. “What is this for, to clean something?” was muttered while looking over a squeegee. “Got to keep moving, keep moving,” said the woman with glasses, while turning down an aisle. She looked up at me, holding a dog-sized decorative camel, and said approvingly that, “It’s good to know other people like the same things I like.”
Will you and Jess have a similar conversation at the Salvation Army when she visits? That’d be sweet.
You like the good things, the camels and the rough-riding ponies too.