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After a couple of hours of watching snow fall, PG put a few layers on and went outside. A few houses down, he talked to a man getting his mail. ” You are lucky to be able to go walking in this”. PG, whose age is an interstate speed limit, has had knee surgery, a slipped disc, and gout. Being able to walk in snow is something he does not take for granted.
After talking to the neighbor, PG swung by the house to get a heavier pair of gloves. Then it was off into the world. The first destination was the 57th fighter group. The funny shaped magnolia in the parking lot was white, as was the old airplane in front.
Once, PG was swimming in the ocean at St. Simons. A lady floated by, and said “we’re so lucky”.
Going north on Clairmont (spell check suggestions-Clairvoyant, Clairol, claimant), there was little to think about, and a lot to enjoy. Soon PG realized that this was great fun, and began thinking of ways to extend the journey. Too soon it would be over. As if to delay the inevitable, going down the path, about fifty feet from his front yard, PG made too long a step, and fell down.