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Bus folk

Off the Wall  

July 26, 2007
 


   Recently, it was announced over the television that after a survey, it was found that women talk as much as men.
   Being a man as I am, I beg to differ, not because of my gender, but by way of observation.
   A while back, a friend of mind got into somewhat of a discussion concerning my stories and she told me I could not write my article unless I did a great of research concerning the subject at hand. So, instead of letting my fingers do the walking, as many people do to thumb through related material in books, etc., I, a couple of weeks ago, took a different approach. I put my ears to the test.
   While taking a bus tour, I decided to direct my right ear in certain directions, similar to a radar gun, and see who was putting out the most vibrations.
   What I'm about to relate is the whole truth, nothing but the truth, so help me God!
   Behind me were three women, two diagonal to my right, and the third right behind me.
To my right as well as directly in front of me were two couples. A little farther ahead to my right was another couple, presumably husband and wife, but then I couldn't be sure about that. They did make a nice couple, though.
   Now, the reason I am telling you all this is that the husband and wife pairs said very little to each other on the whole excursion. The two that seemed to be a very nice couple were fun to watch. She seemed to always start the conversation rolling; the two would laugh, and then settle down again. This was kind of the rule of thumb with them. I would often wonder if she didn't say anything, would they be talking at all. That led me to believe that maybe they were just traveling together and having a good time while doing so.
   But let me tell you. Those ladies behind me were non-stop talkers. If I would have written down each subject they talked about, I would have been able to fill my column in short order. Topics included the play and movie, Hairspray, which, by the way all recommended, that each was retired, one a nurse, and the other, administrative office secretary to politicians and the number of grandchildren they each had. One of the trio talk about her experiences on a bus tour to Yellowstone National Park.
   "The roads were so windy and narrow, I had to close my eyes and not even look outside of the bus's window," she commented. "I was scared to death. I hope I never have to go through that again."
   Just then, the announcer on the bus stated we will be taking a trip on a train that looks down on a river. That same lady, in a quiet tone stated, "Maybe I shouldn't be going on this ride."
   I am not one to keep silent, as many of you know. I am always interested in how people have occupied their lives previous to our getting together.
   To my right, as I said before was a couple. I asked the gentleman, "What did you do before you became retired." Upon questioning, he told me he patrolled the Monongahela River. Many times, he told me, his wife would accompany him on their yacht. "There were instances, he related, I would catch young men trying to stash beer cans on their boats before taking to the waters."
   Even though most of the riders were middle-aged men and women, I noticed two young girls on the trip as well. "Are you two young ladies enjoying the trip," I asked.
   One quickly responded, "I'm not young anymore. I'm even retired." I told her she looked too young to be retired. She told me her age and that she had served in the army and had put in her time. I congratulated and thanked her for her service.
   But if there was one person who really captured my attention, it was a senior citizen somewhere in her mid to late 80's. Everything she said blessed the socks off me.
   "I love these trips, people and everything life has given me."
    If we could just find more women like her, then maybe they should be speaking more than men!
 
 
Paul j. volkmann

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