I went into Lane’s Ferry Grill chasing a bacon cheeseburger… but I left with something far richer. 🍔✨
At the only empty seat, I met a 93-year-old gentleman who couldn’t speak or hear well—so we passed notes across the table like old friends. On scraps of paper, he shared stories of meeting JFK, of blistering Arizona summers, of a lifetime lived fully.
The burger was good—but the real gift was his smile, his handshake, and the reminder that sometimes all it takes is slowing down, listening, and being present. ❤️
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