The Words Of The Aged Are Those Of An Oracle

ONE day, I drove to my birth ndash;place to see my father. He was, of course, very glad to see me. But as we talked, he began to bore me by repeating this advice to me: rdquo;Let your legs become lsquo;short legs rsquo; that can bring you here often to see us rdquo; In fact, he was using proverbial, metaphorical language.