Well, a few days ago I thought that when I walked up to Wayne’s lunch table and he was eating – using a fork – properly!
Normally he is given a spoon for his meal but I was having lunch with him so we had a fork. I left he table for 10 seconds to grab a glass of milk, returned, and well, I couldn’t believe my eyes!
He used the exact same mannerisms of yore and was meticulous how he pierced his food.
To say I was hocked is an understatement.
The next day – it was over.