Take it easy!13

After I had run three and a half miles, I started returning. At the point where Parsons Boulevard meets Union Turnpike, usually I stop for a minute. This time I was running slowly and getting the inner courage to go faster. A young man drinking coffee or tea said to me, “I see you are tired. Take it easy, take it easy!” He was smiling at me.

RB 505. 27 April 1982