What a nice, old man!

Well, its been almost two years since I've attended my school and I met this old man that holds the stop sign for us at the stoplight. He's very nice. Everyday, we would talk and for some reason, I find this time of day very enjoyable. I think its because he and I have been very good friends! We talk like a grandpa and granddaughter. Too bad I can't really talk like this to my real grandparents since they speak different languages. It's complicated. I really like the old man, though. He's a people person!