After visiting Mom the other day, I bought some groceries in downtown Mercer Island. I looked back up the hill to where she lives in Sunrise -- and I noticed for the first time the statues of a man and a woman beside the store. They were looking up the hill in the same direction as I had been.
Like me they are sentinals. Their exposure to Sunrise and to Mom are not as intimate as mine, but they make up in persistance what they lack in mobility.
I'm glad they are there.
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