Jeff Burkhart: Being alike isn’t always a good thing

It wasn’t midnight, and it wasn’t dreary. In fact, it was early on in the evening, it was a beautiful day and I felt quite invigorated. Maybe it was the coffee: a double espresso. On second thought, it was definitely the coffee.

The couple with kids was about my age, which is to say not yet old, but no longer young. They sat in the booth that faced the hill. And on that hillside, a family of crows had made its home.

The daughter in her late 20s pulled her hoodie down and sat in the farthest part of the booth.