How Many More Years?
How Many More Years? Once upon a time, there was a 58-year-old man who always thought of how many more years he would be able to do the things he enjoyed. One morning, he had his breakfast at a cafe. The name of it was "Riverside Cafe."( It's name was "Riverside Cafe.") He muttered to himself, "How many more years will I be able to have my coffee?" After breakfast, he took a walk by Niyodo-River. He muttered again, "How many more years will I be able to wander along here?" He enjoyed seeing the mountains and the river, and drove to his town. He muttered, "How many more years will I be able to drive this here ol' car?" He had lunch at a sandwich store. He muttered, "How many more years will I be able to eat my roast beef sandwiches?" Before going home, he went grocery shopping at the nearest supermarket. He muttered, "How many more years will I be able to cook for myself?" After supper, he wrote hi