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Best Story of the Week…September 17th
Grace, last seen on 87th and Madison.
This entry was posted in Culture, Faith, grace, Gratitude, humanity, humor, inspiration, kids, Love, money, New York City, words, writing and tagged Giving from the heart, random acts of kindness, The Upper East Side of New York. Bookmark the permalink.
Perched
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Didn’t even notice the typo. 🙂
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What is the definition of perched
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Mostly related to birds, but in this case…• (of a person) sit somewhere, especially on something high or narrow: Eve perched on the side of the armchair.
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Lovely
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Thanks. Just reporting good for a change.
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Thank you. Always humbled.
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Those tears must be catchy, because now I have them. Yet another reminder not to pass judgement on others. I love your stories, Susannah.
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I was glad not to have missed that one. It restored my faith that went up several quarts.
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Grace! Yes! Instant change like that could be a mini- miracle. No wonder you shed tears.
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I didn’t wait to see if he insisted the kid take money, but he was a cranky old guy who melted in the midst of kindness. It truly was God at her best, to quote Anne Lamott.
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So many sad reasons to cry: nice to find a happy one.
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My feelings exactly. 🙂
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It can come in the oddest places and times. At the end of June, we went up to the mountains for a weekend with family. On our way home, we stopped at Walker Burger — a burger place in a small mountain town — it’s kind of a tradition. While we stood in line waiting to order, I noticed that almost everybody had their masks on, except for the old guy behind me. Who just so happened to have his Trump 2020 hat on. I really wanted to turn around and tell him that the only message he was sending by not wearing a mask was that he didn’t care about his fellow humans. But I held my tongue.
A little later, I hobbled back to the window to wait for my food. This was a weekend when my knee was absolutely killing me. The old man followed me back to the window and then struck up a very nice conversation — in which he started by expressing concern for me because of my knee. So yeah, grace in small moments, including in front of the Walker Burger in the Eastern Sierra Nevada.
How ya doing otherwise? I’m still making my way through Truman — it’s quite tome-like.
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I know, but hang in there, Give’em hell Harry’s worth it, as is his noble biographer. Hope your knee is improving. I do love your story and thank you for sharing it. Makes mine stronger reminding those who forget, grace pops up like toast when you least expect her. Always a pleasure Mark. 🙂
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Knee is better. Just doing PT and regular daily living. Walking more to see what I can get away with.
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That sounds smart. Physical Therapy, and staying in step. That’s what I’d be doing. Your an athlete remember. Happens to all of us.
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These stories are the best, Susannah. Just when we think today’s youth are totally self-absorbed and unaware of their surroundings, something sweet like this happens.
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He was awfully young to be panhandling so, I kind of get the man’s initial reaction since, everywhere you go, someone asks you for money. I’m waiting for them to unionize. But to his credit, his humanity ignited, and we all have it. We do, even if it’s somewhere stuffed in back of the closet.
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I was wondering just how young. All sorts of reasons swirl in my head.
Yes we do. And maybe seeing one show his will incite others to take theirs out as well.
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I’m going to say, early 20s.
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Could be a panoply of reasons, then… Still. Many 20-somethings would not have reacted as he did.
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I wouldn’t know. It was all good.
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Yes, it was. Would have brought a tear to mine eyes as well.
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I loved when the kid said, you called me a lazy bum, with no resentment whatsoever.
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Which says a lot, don’t you think?
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Yes. I think they both got lots out of the exchange. It was so cute and funny.
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I bet!
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Very heartwarming, Susannah. Love hearing about such goodness…there is plenty of it that we don’t hear of often enough. Happy tears; I tend to melt in tears over happy things. This was very touching…and I love how the judgment disappeared replaced with appreciative thankfulness. Goodness witnessed…aah! Fresh air.
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Goodness sadly takes a backseat to horror often enough.
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Sweet story, Susannah. I’m glad you were there.
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A nice thing to witness.
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That just goes to show how easy it is to judge people by the outsides. Thanks for sharing it. I’m sure that made the old man’s day as well.
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Hopefully a little of his faith may have been restored.
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Grace and humility are in shorter supply than TP and hand sanitizers . . .
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You said it pal.
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