A Moment with Oracio

Oracio is a dear friend of mine. At the outset, he appears to be a slightly aloof and distant personage who imposes respect. But he is also gifted with limitless wit and intelligence. Therefore, it is with delight that I watch him deal with the many surprises life threw at him: children.

Last Christmas, Oracio had a nasty car accident. No one was injured but the car was beyond repair. It was in many ways a blessing. It had become quite an ordeal to load two children in a two-door sports car. Resigned to upgrade from bachelor wheels to a proper family car, Oracio went shopping. When he finally set his mind to a particular make and model, came time to choose the color and sign the contact. Before leaving for the dealership, Oracio kissed his two-year old daughter for good luck; the previous car had been a lemon.

“Daddy is going to buy a new car today. What color should daddy buy it?”

“Yellow?”

“Hum. Well. I’ll see what I can do.” Yellow? Hardly part of his regular color palette.

“And what color would you like it to be?” asked the salesman, “With the options you chose, there are two cars readily available, a black one and a light grey/sage with a tint of goldish yellow…”

I never thought Oracio would look so distinguished in a yellow car…