Wait longer than expected. He comes back unlocks gate - we enter - he bee-lines for his plot to show us his work. I am glad. It is his first time gardening here. He is obviously very proud. We tour the rest of the garden and end up sitting in the middle, the gazebo. I feel comfortable. I notice the breeze for the first time since we arrived. He seems happy. Stories about vegetables, kids, pumpkins. We mention Mr. F. He looks puzzled "Oh! Mr. F., yeah. I know Mr. F. We weren't surprised that Mr Ford had the biggest watermelons in the garden - probably had no time to harvest them.