Deliveries and Dogs

Yesterday, I was walking the dogs along Fourth Avenue, not far from the Verrazano Bridge. I saw an X37 make the turn from Marine Avenue, and noticed the bus driver. He was the same driver who once stopped off-route because he saw me coming out of the 23rd Street subway station and knew I was going to the bus stop further up the block.

I never forgot that. Every time I saw him, I said Hello and Thank you with more enthusiasm than usual and smiled, becuase I really wanted to.

Anyway, when I saw him yesterday, I waved hello as I was walking the dogs. He paused for a second and recognized me. He waved back.

It was a nice moment.