The Story of a Gehl and a Fella

This really cute and cool gehl works on H25 in a boutique called Ume, that no one really knows how to pronounce. You say it "You May" because it's a clothing boutique where "you may" purchase your dreams. This gehl likes this job because she gets paid to try on clothes. Once in a while, she will look out the front window and see this really cute and cool fella trying to make his way down the street:He supports himself on the window ledges along the way and walks like he's an "L." Ghel runs out to offer assistance and sometimes Fella is going to the barber shop on the corner where he will announce, "Willie. I'm so poor. I have no money. I spent it all on whiskey." (It might be a joke; it might be true.) And Willie will laugh at him and say, "I know. Sit down and get a hair cut."
He wonders aloud whether the person taking pictures is an American. Why would an American be out there on 25th street taking pictures? He's puzzled, she's wise, because my daughter knows me and she knows I just bought a new camera and she knows I've been bit by the blogging bug.

Sometimes he is going home from the barber shop.

Fella says he is 91 years old and ready to "go home any day...Many moons. I'm just waiting. Been waiting many moons."

"Yes'm, old friends is always best, 'less you can catch a new one that's fit to make an old one out of." ~Sarah Orne Jewett