True love
I don’t remember the route number, maybe St. Paul’s 7, but one of my best memories of the bus is taking the bus from St. Kate’s to the main library in downtown St. Paul on a winter day sitting there with my bag of trashy romance novels and watching an older couple (70’s) get on carefully, sit down on the Seniors seats at the front and then automatically reach for the other’s hands. Being young, being starry-eyed romantic, and cheerfully single this simple gesture told me that despite the statistics that true love does happen and does last forever. I hope they’re still holding hands fifteen years later.
Mar 3rd, 2007 at 12:22 pm
This is a very sweet story. I enjoyed reading it!