We came across this lovely couple in Cape Town today, on their way to have a “parceltjie” (pronunciation: paaselchee) of freshly fried Hake & Chips. French fries, those chips. We followed them for two city blocks and, holding hands ourselves, watched with appreciation how they were doing the same, without realising they were being observed. I thanked them for the beautiful example they were setting for young people.
My parents did the same until my mother died in April 2016. My wife and I still walk hand-in-hand wherever we go, even when in a rush.