My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.
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Tuesday, June 5, 2012
A True Champion
When you feel decent people are too far and few, something like this happens. The true winners crossed the finish line together.
If everyone had compassion, can't you just envision the finish photo with EVERYONE crossing the line together. When the fact that ONE person helped another - and it made headlines - that proves how rare compassion is.
If everyone had compassion, can't you just envision the finish photo with EVERYONE crossing the line together. When the fact that ONE person helped another - and it made headlines - that proves how rare compassion is.
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