11:45 am, on the subway to reach the airport shuttle
Two people holding hands on the subway. An infant being scolded by his mother, hair wild and arms flying. An old man sitting by himself, leaning to the side and holding his crutch. An instant connection between the two strangers as the baby reaches out and the old man takes hold of his tiny hand. Small engulfed within large. The man stares at the babe with deep emotion, smiling and sending air kisses with the other free hand. The infant returns his earnest gaze, taking in every wrinkle and line on the man’s aged face. The connection breaks as the infant is momentarily distracted, then takes hold again. The process repeats itself.
Sometime later the old man gets up to leave, slowly and deliberately, his right arm clutching his crutch. The infant watches him go with outstretched arms before forgetting this brief encounter for the next new experience to enter his wide open mind through his wide open eyes.