I am dutifully sifting quickly through winks, favorites, emails and stars. My mind has left, wandering to the place I watch quietly from and see everything I need...
- I see the doe eyed, long haired man with a beard, shyly sneaking sidelong glances at me.
- The retarded teenage boy who beams a smile to greet me in the morning.
- The same boy kicking small heavy clumps of snow out of the way, to create a path so I can use it to get on the bus without stepping in the deeper snow. The boy has no boots on. I do. I tell him that he is a true gentleman. Again, the smile and a proud explanation that he has been "raised right."
- I see the elderly woman who gives me her address at the Senior Living Facility and asks me to please come visit her.
- The trio of slow girls, crushed together, with one apologizing for not having fed the other two when they dropped in. If only they had let her know they were coming she would have made something nice for them to eat. And by the way, has the third taken her medicine today?
- The woman with the small black wired cart and pull suitcase. She is wearing three coats. She tells me she once had a house...when she was young...but lost it on account of a man.
- The never ending supply of patient bus drivers who unhook the wheelchair for the girl with the paralyzed legs. Her stop is the Technical College.
- That same girl. Her proud back.
- The strange sad man who did not know where the entry door was to a hotel he was to apply for a job in maintenance at.
- The young man who whisper sang a metal ballad to me, about the "land of snow and ice".
- The couple loudly discussing the merits of pizza, eggs and toast and also of the crock pot.
- The ability to reach up and pull a cord, to ding a bell, when one has had enough and can stop the ride.