A November Memory

We were standing on the street talking fast and furious. We hadn’t seen each other in years and were both delighted that coincidence had bumped us into each other for no reason other than a real unexpected surprise.”Hey! How are you?”

While we spoke, city workers were high above us in a canary yellow crane putting up Christmas decorations and lights on the lampposts. They were having a great time doing it, chatting and laughing, horsing around but getting the job done too. Down below we were i...