Another manorite was in the Riverwalk Park today. Joseph McClaren liked to come down sometimes, each his lunch in dappled sunshine and share the bread from his sandwiches with the birds.
He normally liked to find a bench to himself though, to avoid worrying any nervous parents, but today there didn't seem to be one. So it was a might reluctantly that he approached Charlie, whom he at least recognized, and asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Shaw, but do you mind if I sit here?"