Ron and his wife “Poo” were introduced some time ago. He is given a wide berth by most here at the Village. His caustic sense of humor can cut deeply. He was very active in local politics, serving on the city council for years.  I love talking with both. Yesterday at lunch, he brought his walker over near the table I was sharing with Alan and AJ. Our server walked up as I popped off with, “Well, look who has come over, did either of you fellows OK this?” Ron didn’t miss a beat. He looked at our server and said, “Tell your father to shut his mouth” and he walked away. With anyone else, it would have been a uncomfortable moment, but Ron and I have gotten used to ‘zingers’.  He later came over and we had a very interesting discussion about marriages that last.  His observation is worth sharing in a later WW. Ron and Poo are what’s good about growing old. That’s what I get from My Box of Chocolates.     AMEN