Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
A little old man offers to take their picture. He’s exiting the restaurant with his wife. Outside, a woman is snapping a shot of a very tall man who just realized he is dressed like his father. The older gent feels a group photo is in order.
“Want me to take one for you?” He is already striding toward the cameraphone, handing his closed University of Missouri umbrella to his wife as he passes by. His wife smiles with her lips closed tight. She is full from brunch and not in a hurry, and if her husband is always so helpful, she may be accustomed to waiting through his kind gestures.
The older man lines us up his subjects and steps back. He’s received a few instructions on the camera–you push this button, this one here–and readies his shot. Then he stops, “Oh. Oh, well, now I think I’m taking a selfie.”
Pleased to be up-to-date on the word of the year, he waits while the relative-youngsters reset the view. He manages a picture that is in crisp focus, and he’s delighted at his success. He even winds his arm around his wife’s waist as they head for their car, she still thinly smiling and toting the damp umbrella.
–Kansas City, Missouri