So I went out to lunch with a couple of friends the other day and one asked if his co-worker Marius could come along. Having worked with Marius and knowing him to be a nice guy, I said sure! I go get my truck and pull up to the front door as I also know that Marius has a leg deformity and can only walk slowly, with a cane.
So we are at lunch, everyone talking and joking, and the talk eventually gets around to riding. I'm telling stories, my friend is telling stories and I notice Marius sitting there quietly with a sad, wistful look on his face. It struck a chord in me and I steered the conversation elsewhere and eventually, Marius joined back in.
I didn't say anything to anyone but it just made me realize how friggin lucky I am.
Happy Friday to all of you.....
