“Bert looks good this morning, Doc,” Dud said, quietly. Three stools down the counter, Bert smiled and said, “Yes, I certainly do!”
We turned toward our old pal. “You heard that?”
“Sure did, guys,” he grinned. “Look....”
He pointed to his ears. “Hearing aids,” he said. We walked over and looked, and sure enough.
“It was Maizie’s idea,” Bert said. “She made the appointment and everything. Said she was tired of having the TV on so loud.”
“But it was a good idea, Bert,” Doc said.