The bus is an interesting place. It's sort of like a neighborhood on wheels. These are the people in my neighborhood.


I'm beginning to grow concerned about the man with the broken/damaged arm. We used to be on the bus together every morning and every night. His arm is in a sling. I don't know why. It just is. I heard him talking to an old man about it once. I think it's a sports injury. He said he was the pitcher for the Brookline Dodgers. How clever. In any event, I haven't seen him recently and I've been wondering about his where abouts. I've also wondered if maybe I just don't see him anymore because he's no longer in a sling so I can't recognize him. I don't think that's the case. Where are you man on the bus in the sling? I'm worried about you.