Hey! I know those shoes!
Hmhfer meirachkwemin de fleuven..
Wait! That voice! Gavin! Is that you Gavin! I spin a full 360° and strike a karate pose! Nobody there!
Hmhfer meirachkwemin de fleuven
I turn once again, I’m now looking at those familiar shoes! They’re moving around in the air!!!
Hmhfer meirachkwemin de fleuven
They’re … they’re like, dancing to the ‘tune’ of the words…
What! Wait!
I gently grab the ankles that are protruding from the athletic loafers, and pull up, and up, and toss them in the air in a mixture of horror and relief!
Gavin, my ole buddy! From high in the air, righted himself like a cat! And landed on his feet, flexing his knees as he did so to absorb the impact, and momentarily I saw him in the Spider-Man pose…
But he had a bit of a sheepish grin on his face, and he lifted his face towards me, and stood up.
Brushing himself off, looking here and there on his shirt and pants he says,
“Thanks for that…”
Me (relieved that he wasn’t angry at me for interrupting whatever it was he had been up to…)
“Hey Gavin!”
Gavin – more like an aside than to me – “note to self: tease large Neanderthals from a greater distance away…”
Gavin enjoys teasing others, and it’s probably part of why I enjoy his company.
Running Down Vimy 