But now, for the last couple of years, I've noticed people, from time to time, commenting on how cute we are. I don't know what to make of it. I guess it's a compliment but as all of us get older people sometimes treat like us like toddlers. I did that myself a while back. A man in my church died, one I've always thought of as a sweet little old man (kind of cute.) When I heard his eulogy I was reminded of what a great man he was.
I wonder if anybody ever tells Jimmy Carter he's cute.
It happened to us twice on our trip to Tampa last week. Dave said it was my hat. But I don't think so. It's more likely my shoes. I've been wearing the very same Converse Chuck Taylor All Stars for about 35 years. Well, I don't mean the same shoes, just the exact same style. And I don't need a Youtube video to learn the (current) correct way to lace them. I do it old school.
But now a new thing is happening. People comment to another, usually younger, person about how cute we are. When we were at the Columbia Restaurant on Thursday a woman came up to our waiter and said "Aren't they the cutest couple?" I remember a time that this would have driven me over the edge. I just smiled.
Another time, several months ago I was in an airport with my son. A woman admired my shoes and, even though I was standing right there next to her, said to my son, isn't she cutest thing in those shoes?
My son, who knows exactly how I feel on this subject, but who is apparently no longer afraid of me, said, yes she's cute.