Two Old Men

"pretty nice day isn't it Frank?". "it sure is Henry, it sure is." Frank replied. "So, how's the old lady? She still ranting about every little thing?" Henry asked with a slight chuckle. Answering with a sigh, Frank says "She's not doing so well now a days Henry, her eye sight is going and her hearing is right behind it. Some days I wonder and worry about her. Her health seems to be going quick, and her memory even quicker. How about you Huh? How's Chelsea dealing with the back surgery?" "oh she's doing better. She traded in the wheelchair for a walker now. She's recuperating faster then expected and that sure is a blessing. Her physical health is good but I'm not so sure ok where her minds at. Seems like every day she's gets sadder and sadder since our son Joe passed away in that car accident." Henry stated. "I'm sorry for your loss pal.. Such a tragedy. I couldn't even imagine losing Thomas or any of my girls, Must be really hard. How are you holding up?" "ah I'm doing okay, it's been about a year so the pain is still fresh. Ya know I think it'll always be fresh. As soon as the wound heals, I think about it and my soul bleeds and cries again. He was my only child, my only son. Nothing can replace him. Nothing. " Henry says. The two men sit there for a little while, looking at the crowds walking by, people watching. "Nice park isn't it?" Henry asks. "Yeah, looks like our tax dollars went to a good cause after all. Say, don't you think we should bring our wives out here one day? Maybe have ourselves a little picnic of some sort" Frank Suggests. "Ehhh maybe, I'll have to talk to the misses and get her thoughts on it." Henry tells him. "Oh sure sure, of course. I just thought it would be nice for everyone to be together again. We haven't all seen each other since the...uhhh..resting home." "the wake. I know since Joes wake. "Henry says. A ball rolls over from a group of kids playing catch. It rolls into Franks foot and he hits it with his Cain back to the kids. One of them calls out "Thank you mister!" And Frank just waves his hand back. "Ya know I'm kind of tired. I just want to go to sleep." Frank says. "Oh I know what Ya mean friend, I'm always itching for a nap." Henry replies. "Well Henry, I guess I'll see you next Sunday, same place?" "Of course Pal, I'll be here, give the misses my love" "Will do Henry, same to Chelsea" and the two men part ways and head home.