I am nearing 7524

This morning at a quarter to seven, I was walking on 150th Street. I saw an elderly man get up on a bike with difficulty. As soon as he saw me, he got off the bike. He had only covered 20 metres.

He said to me, “You are running and I am cycling. I am 75. How old are you?”

I said, “I am nearing 75.”

He was so happy to hear that.


RB 834. 14 May 1985