The telephone call

Every month i visit Mr P who is alone and suffering from ailments i will not publish. He was in search of somebody who could come now and then at his home for a talk to vent and if possible, acording to his condition , for a walk. The first time i visited him i just listened to his story and just feeling if it would match from his side. He was happy after the visited and agreed to have me as a social contact buddy. Today we did a litlle walk to the Zand square and had a drink and lots of talk on a terrace. He enjoyed it a lot so next moth we meet again.
As i am 22 months from my retirement i m allready preparing to have a network of volunteering.I took this pic while he was phoning to his son in Spain. I kept an extra as i like this one also. Maybe later i will delete one.