How Lucky We Are

Close to the end of my hike today, I crossed paths with two older gentleman. The first man, probably around my age, tipped his hat and greeted me with a hearty “good morning!” The second man, quite a bit older than his hiking partner and moving very slowly, also greeted me warmly. It was what he said next that has stuck with me all day. As we passed each other, he looked me in the eye and said, “aren’t we lucky to be out here?” Indeed we are…

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