Newport Beach CA

Dec 30, 2006 sunny 75 F
Felt like a day to read a book, sitting on the grass and watching the sailboats pass by.
Strolling along the bluffs, we saw an Iranian grandma sitting on a bench gazing into the ocean. She noticed us, hoping to find something to say, but had none, I saw in her eyes, and she kept on looking. We kept on walking hoping we had something to tell her, but had none…