In my regular visits to the gym, I run into all kinds of people. There are the regulars, who go to do what they came to do and leave; I count myself among these. There are the socializers. These come to get together with other regular socializers, sit on one of the benches and talk. Then, there are the “I am here to be admired” group. Yep, you guessed it. The latest gym fashions and freshly coiffed hair, who do a couple of repetitions of whatever machine they fancy best, taking care not to mess the clothes or the hair. What do all of the above comments have to do with the picture or the title? Nothing. After a while, one gets to know most of the faces and, once in a while, there are new folks who come along; sometimes out of town visitors or, perhaps, just trying out the facilities. Yesterday as I began my walk, I fell behind the couple in the picture, folks I had not seen before. As I followed them for a while, it was clear they were in deep conversation and oblivious to...