Postcard #125: "Dark Side of the Room"

“Dark Side of the Room”

The show finished but the lights barely came up in the room. A man shuffled past my wife and I and into the booth we were just sitting. He seemed lost, he held the back of a bench as he prepared to climb on the seat. “Hey man, can I give you a hand?” I asked “It’s so dark. I can’t see.” He persisted to hoist himself up onto the bench. Now he is towering over me. “Hey, let me help you down from there. Maybe we can walk out together?” I held out my hand but he did not take it. I took him by the elbow and eased him down. I put one arm around his waist and walked him towards the exit. He lamented about how he can’t see in the dark. His gait was a shuffle. Our passive exchange about how getting older wasn’t fun carried us to the entrance. Once outside I watched him wander off without saying good-bye but still talking aloud. I was not worried if he’d find his way home. However, I was curious when he retells the story about what he did over the weekend did he go and “see a band” or “hear them play?”

-TM

FLAVOR TEXT:

Vista House dedicated May 5, 1918

Friends of Vista House, established in 1982

in partnership with Oregon Parks & Recreation

PO Box 204 Corbett, OR 97019 | 503-695-2240

www.vistahouse.com | friends@vistahouse.com

US-4195004

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Sent via postcrossing to buzzeffect who liked getting "Greetings from..." cards.  I had a few of them.  I think this is the last of the cards I purchased during my waterfall revelations earlier this year.  This story on the back is true.  My wife and I went to go and see Pigs on the Wing the pacific northwests premier Pink Floyd cover band.  I had a very nice time.