This man cannot be more positive and good-natured. It’s not possible. He’s been working at the corner Citgo for over a year now, mostly afternoon shifts, sometimes early in the morning, and everyday I come in, every time, he smiles and jokes with me and asks questions to my son. He wears his hair long, down to his shoulders, and read more >>

“Want That!”

A middle-aged man pushes an elderly woman in a wheel chair. I am sitting on a bench, watching over Ellen’s seven-year old Golden Retriever, Callie. “Can she pat him?” the man asks, smiling. “Sure, but, watch out, she might take off an arm.” The woman reaches out to the dog and pats the thick, wet-from-the-lake fur. She looks to be read more >>