The day I met Ms. Jessie, I was going out to take a picture of a construction site here in Frisco. She was sitting on a bench and she appeared to be waiting on someone. I spoke to her as I passed and headed on my way. I made it to the corner of the block and then thought, "who are the people in your neighborhood?" I then turned around. I remembered that am the product of a small town and sometimes speaking alone, is not enough. I walked back and asked Ms. Jessie if I could snap a picture of her. She smiled and with an amused hint of a giggle in her voice she asked, "Why?" I told her that I thought she was beautiful and that she remind me of home. With a perfect little half smile never leaving her face, she nodded and said, "Yes, take my picture".
After I snapped the picture, I sat beside Ms. Jessie and asked her was she on the way to work. She said, "No." She told me that she retired some time ago. She explained that she was waiting for a friend to pick her up. They would then be on their way to the Senior Center, here in Frisco, as volunteers. We talked a little longer before she headed off. Thank you, Ms. Jessie, for sharing a small piece of your day with me.
Photo taken by Perry Green