step for step

driving on Washington Ave on the UofM campus in the middle of the day is never fun.
people are everywhere, you miss all the green lights, bicyclers think they are cars.

yesterday i was stopped at a light and i noticed 5 business men dressed in their suits and thier briefcases on wheels in tow. they were smiling and laughing all keeping in pace with one another. The 20 degreee weather was represented by the smoke rolling from thier mouths with each laugh or comment.

the part that really made me smile was the man walking directly behind them. only a few steps behind. however, his left foot hit the ground the same time as each of the business men, followed by thier right. step, for step.

He was probably in his mid twenties, had a long full beard, wore a stocking cap that , by no means, could hold his hair under. his taterted pants were tucked into work boots that were only half laced and partially untied. The smoke coming from his mouth was half from the weather, but half from the cigarette he held in his hand. As he slouched a little to keep his backbook full of books on his left shoulder, taking a puff of his cigarette when the pace allowed, he was probobaly oblivous to the fact that he was walking in the footsteps of the success in front of him.

two generations represented, one on the rise, one in the midst.
how delightful.