She sat in a chair next to the high top table at which I stood
Eating my oatmeal and drinking coffee
Librarianish looking
Thin, hair pulled back tight around her head
Olive Oyl with glasses
70 or so
“It’s not that we don’t want them here...
It’s just that they come here with their kids
And diseases that make our kids sick
Then they use our doctors and medical care.”
She took a last sip of her herbal tea
“Our generation, those of us from the Sixties
The last great generation ...”
“They should listen to us before our kids all get paralyzed from these people”
Got to get work,” she announced before walking to her car
Finished my oatmeal and coffee in the same silence I began
~ zjm
