I picked up a guy walking by the side of the road tonight and brought him a couple miles to his destination. My "How are ya?" brought on a story of lost jobs, family problems and legal dilemmas. He was saying that he didn't know why he got up in the morning. I think it is amazing how when things are going well in life we think that they will always be that way, but the same is true when we are down on our luck. Why don't we remember that things were just fine a while ago and will likely get better soon if we just keep trying? I told him my fee for the ride was that he had to keep getting up each morning and it seemed to make him smile. All in all it made me want to go find another dude walking by the side of the road to pick up.
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You can pick up as many dudes by the side of the road as you want, as long as you do it in Brookfield and not Chicago, and as long as Claire and I are not with you.
I think its great that you help so many people in so many different ways.
You know my Dad used to pick people up all of the time too. I think the first time I EVER remember being closed to a person of African heritage was when he picked a guy up when he was driving me downtown to go to an art class at MaryGrove College (I bet I was seven....early art support from parents paid off big time!)...anyway - he and this guy got to talking and he picked him up every Saturday and gave him a ride to work. I am happy that he gave me that memory of faith and trust - and I have never forgotten it.
That is a great story, Leslie.
I would be scared to death to pick up a stranger on the side of the road. I would even be nervous if Mike was with me. Maybe I need a few lessons in faith and trust.
I really like meeting people.
I really like meeting people and it is even better if I can help them out. I can't think of a time I helped someone and it turned out poorly. Things really work full circle it seems.
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