There is a father/son duo that takes their morning walk everyday through Palisades Park as I sweat my way through boot camp. I've never eavesdropped on this 40-something dad and his adorable 3ish-year old. I usually just see them pass and think, "Wow, people in Santa Monica are beautiful. What the heck is in the water?"
Today, I thought I heard someone speaking much too loudly on their cell phone and interrupting our yoga-esque cool down. Half-annoyed, I turned to see who the perpetrator was and realized it was my favorite little duo; no cell phone in sight. He was praising his little boy for picking up a piece of trash in the park.
"That's like when daddy goes surfing and sees trash in the ocean. I pick it up and put it in my wetsuit to help keep the ocean clean. And you're doing it here to keep the park pretty. I'm so proud of you."