The two old men sat on their usual bench in the afternoon sun, sharing stories and opinions from years of friendship.
“You know, I went to my grandson’s house for supper last week. Dangest way of doing things nowadays. When I was young, we ate supper in the kitchen, and went to the outhouse for our business. Now they eat supper outside and the toilet is inside, bigger and fancier than most kitchens. Maybe I’m getting old, but it just seems backwards to me. “