For Saturday breakfast, I sometimes pick up two chicken-biscuits at the drive-through, which Sara Faye and I both enjoy with a cup of hot tea while reading the morning’s Houston Chronicle. This weekend the paper featured an interesting group of 22 very ordinary people who were brought together by a common experience.
The group included three Hispanics, three African-Americans and 16 Anglos but their experience had nothing to do with their race. There were 13 men and nine women, clearly not united by gender. Nor were they bound together by age. Although their average age was 69, slightly past full retirement for “Boomers,” four of these folks were younger than 50 and four were 80 or above.
These men and women presented a cross-section of occupations and interests. Some were “right-brain” people — the visual sort who process information intuitively from the big picture down to the details. These included a graphic artist, an interior decorator, a pianist, and a lady who put on flower shows. Others were “left-brain” folks — the verbal kind who think analytically from the details up to the big picture. Among these were an engineer, a geologist, an oilman and an annuitist.