Tuesday, October 30, 2012


Sometimes in the course of human events,

something tugs at the heartstrings of even

a cynical old curmudgeon. Last night Gracie

and I went to the Golden Corral for an early

supper. I left my scooter at home , and was

just using my oxygen, with the tubes in my

nose. While walking up to the buffet, a little

girl about 3 feet tall, was running and

bumped into me. She looked up, beamed a

smile, and said, “Sorry, excuse me”. She then

ran on for a ways, stopped walked back and

beamed another smile, and said, “I hope you

get better.” Then was off again..................

 It made the sun shine a little brighter.

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