Living Power
Dear Eugene, This past weekend has been a bit of a record, I guess. I walked a lot. So much it actually hurt last night. Sometimes I am afraid if I stop walking I may never walk again. The only way to not die is to keep living. I think the movie "Forrest Gump" is nonsense but I understand the running part (which, of course, is another way to say maybe I have not been fair to the movie). My next-door neighbor told me earlier this year that to keep herself moving she used to be able to trudge up two blocks and back but now could manage only one, and that she relies on the stop-sign post at the end of our block to recuperate for her return trip, a carrot-on-the-stick not for mere pleasure but for survival. "If I fall, that's it." I thought she exaggerated, even though I saw her leaning on the post many times. Then last week I saw another old man from around the corner doing the same to the post, trying to squeeze power out of it. That's whe...