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Never Know Who You’re Going to Meet #2

While training for our last Tri my friend and I were out in my neighborhood riding our bikes one day. Once we were finished we only had a block’s worth of distance to go to get back to my house. We approached the main street which is a two lane, no shouldered country road with a speed limit of 35. There was a bit of traffic and we were waiting our turn to cross when we spotted a huge, white dog and a man and a woman walking down the middle of the street. Cars were just going around the trio into the other lane and the trio didn’t seem phased.

We stood there transfixed just watching this huge animal come closer to us. When they reached us the dog happily came over and licked our hands, arms, and legs and wanted us to pet his head and back. His fur was thick and soft. His eyes were slanted upward and had a deep ridge. His tongue was huge. I noticed the man was holding his leash and it was the biggest and thickest leash I had ever seen. The next step would have been a rope.

My friend said, “Wow this is an interesting breed, what is it?”

The woman replied,  “Arctic wolf.”

We both retracted our hands. “What?”

“Arctic wolf.”

“Oh, that’s frightening,” my friend said.

“No, it’s not frightening, he’s really sweet,” snapped the woman.

I kept looking at his deep eyes and large head. I watched him walk away with his huge paws on the black asphalt and thought ‘this isn’t his habitat, this must hurt his feet’. But he seemed happy and yes, very sweet.

We stood there for a few more moments unsure of what just happened. We watched until they were far down the road and hopped back on our bikes to go home.

Since then I watch for the wolf trio from my windows. No sign yet.


Update: The wolf trio just walked by! Mere hours after writing this blog. There’s one for ‘putting it out to the universe’. It’s been three weeks since I saw them.

Never Know Who You Will Meet #1

Earlier this week I was standing on the sidewalk chatting with a girlfriend after our daily workout at the local park.  I spotted an older gentleman walking towards us and started to move my stuff as we were taking up the whole sidewalk between our bodies and workout gear. When he yelled “Oh don’t you worry about that stuff I can get around it.” As he came closer he asked if we were a part of the group of ladies that work out at the park everyday.

“You’re doing the right thing, do you know how I know?”

“No how?”, we asked.

“Look at me! I’m 96 years old! And I walk everyday.” He proceeded to take off his WWII Veteran Museum cap and show us his full head of white hair, and when he smiled his large grin, we could see his very own teeth.

He told us how he graduated from the local high school in 1935 and grew up on a nearby street. And that the street across from that was later named after his family. He now lives in town and walks everywhere he needs to go. To the grocery store, the post office, back to his house and out again for something he forgot.

“Four miles in total just the other day”, he told us.

I stood there thinking what a gem this man is. Not only did he happen upon my friend and I at the perfect moment, as we had been talking about our body aches and difficulty making time to come workout each week, but he just created joy automatically for the both of us. He has lived in our little town, I believe, his whole life and the stories and history he must know could fill books.

“I don’t have my hearing aide with me today.” He told us as he started to walk away. “But next time I will, cuz, boy I got stories to tell ya.”

I can’t wait to see Fred walking by again soon. This time I’ll be ready with my voice recorder.


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