Tuesday, May 5, 2009
The Starbucks on Rush Street in Chicago has many characters. Your Gold Coast moms strolling their $1200 strollers with their Gucci diaper bags, students with their Mac Powerbooks studying for their GRE or LSAT, the retail maven who works next door at Barney's New York, the self-employed marketing chic and finally the old folks.
The Gold Coast has a large number of retirees who stroll the streets looking for something to do. Many times, they wander into Starbucks, they meet their friends and they sit for a while and read the paper. It warms my heart when I see them.
The photo I took today nearly brought tears to my eyes. Two gentlemen reading the New York Times, one asking for the business section while the other reading something about science. The one in the red shirt had an accent and the other was a bit of a joke-ster. Together they read the paper, they made conversation with the younger gal to their left (me), they drank their coffee and then they went about their way.
I imagined that in more youthful times, these men were professionals, hard working, at the top of their game. Now that they were older, they took solace in each other and relaxed while reading the paper. Maybe their wives were deceased? Maybe they just wanted to enjoy each other's company for a bit. Whatever it may have been, it was comforting to see two older gentlemen having each other to waste the days away with.