“But songs of love should not be sung where staying is not planned, and foolish I would climb once more a tree too weak to stand,” – Gordon Lightfoot

If you look at his posture, to see him stand, you’d know he either started out with difficulties or developed them somewhere along the way. At this point, his condition is too advanced and his age too old to unravel the true circumstances with any real hope of success or accuracy. I could ask him, but he doesn’t really say much, at least not to me.

I also wouldn’t want to be rude by delivering such bold inquiry, one that inherently contains concealed presumptions that his appearance has been a hardship, inconvenience or disadvantage. He primarily spends his days standing out there alongside the driveway, watching the cars and the people pas

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