Tuesday, March 16, 2010

A Day with George (Part 2)

Every Friday since Donna gave George and I the passes, we go to the zoo after our breakfast at Nicko's. It's a calm and relaxing activity that provides George with some inner-peace. He knows something about all the animals there.

“See that chimp right there.” He'll say to anyone listening, as we sit in the same spots on the same bench we do each week. George spent the first the first few visits studying the habitat from every vantage point until he determined this one was the perfect place to communicate with all the chimps. “That's Rocco, the alpha male,” he continues. “He's been here since the sixties. In fact, back then people used to throw lit cigarettes to him because he knows how to smoke. A chimp smoking, think of it.”

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