I was telling Olive about my dog walk. We didn't get far. Saw Mike and Lena in the dog yard. It was cold. Dark clouds. I'm in my short pants and light jacket. Mike's talking about some fellow who disappeared. Big guy, bow-legged, glasses. That's about it. I was starting to shiver. Went around the block and a frigid wind blew us and it started to rain. Back in the building I talked to a resident who got hit on his scooter. He asked about my fall, and told me about his crash. The story is it could be much worse, but the good thing is when you can still tell it with a smile.