An elderly couple shares an ice cream cone one summer day in the park. Lets face it, she eats ice cream and he sits beside her. He always sits beside her. He talks to her even though there is little that hasn't already been said. And he listens, oh how he listens. He listens as he has always listened. The ring on his finger has been there for longer than many of the buildings behind them. Watching the city grow up as they help to raise their baby's babies. Love begins, but who says it has to end?