A park bench can be its own little universe.

A park bench can be its own little universe. Two old friends sit side by side, not in any hurry to be anywhere, not bothered by the rush of the world around them. They’ve lived long enough to earn the right to do nothing except enjoy the sun, the breeze, and whatever odd entertainment life throws their way. On this particular day, the park is alive with kids shouting, dogs tearing across the grass, and joggers weaving through it all like moving scenery. The men don’t comment much—age has taught them that silence can be just as satisfying as conversation—but they both know the real show is whatever strolls past next….CONTINUE READING IN BELOW