"His name, I later found out, was Marvin Moster. In the obvious ways, he was unremarkable. And yet, I couldn't help noticing him. He was older -- I guessed in his seventies -- and he was boxing with a trainer, punching in a rhythm they had obviously practiced before, ducking his head whenever the trainer threw a hook. Two things struck me: he was in excellent shape -- evidenced by his balance, his rhythm, and how vigorously he was punching -- and he was having fun. "How old are you?"I asked him when he took a break."77," he told me with a smile. "I want to be like you when I'm 77," I said. His smile broadened. "And I want to be like you now." His laugh was infectious...That's when the thought occurred to me. "Can I take your picture?" I asked him." What follows is a simple story about tuning in to the inspiration of the seemingly ordinary people who surround us every day.
