Walking

 I've enjoyed walking for most of my life. You see many things you would have missed otherwise and get to meet all sorts of interesting people.

In 1968 after I finished Officer Candidate School, I was attending Intelligence Officer's Training at Fort Holabird Maryland located on the outskirts of Baltimore. During my training I was staying in an apartment in Baltimore that was near downtown. One Monday evening around 9pm I decided to go for a walk around that part of town.

It was a warm night with a mild haze coming off of the Chesapeake Bay which gave the streetlights a slight halo effect. I hadn't been walking for very long when a young boy about 9 or 10 years old appeared out of the shadows and started walking beside me.

He looked up at me and said, "Hi mister. Is it OK if I walk with you?" I said, "Sure, I'd enjoy having some company. By the way, my name is Dave, what's yours?" He said, "Mathew."

Mathew and I walked together not saying much, just taking in the ambiance of a big city at night. After about a half hour Mathew said, "Thanks, mister. I gotto go now." and he faded back into the shadows.