As we spooned each bowl of soup, every man and woman that came through the line said a gentle and heartfelt thank you and looked me in the eye, which made me think of Rich, and then of Bryce, and I made a mental note to say hello the next time I saw them on the street.
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your story reminded me of my work in corrections in phoenix traveled 100 mi a day to reach my facility and 100 back at end of day but my work was important to me i didn t make much $ but my work was rewarding and satisfying even on bad days phoenix is a big city with many cultures and many issues and one being the homeless.on our corner of the facility we had phoenix rescue mission that works with the folks on the streets and what wonderful people every day i turned that corner i knew what i would encounter. the homeless lying in the streets or sleeping in their parked cars or old beat up campers. some had pets too and when my husband and i worked together at the facility we would bring in pet food dog bones for a couple living out of an old camper. this would always light their faces up and the dog was happy to get a bone to eat . that made us happy! we hope to this day they succeeded and safe and happy. blessed our the less fortunate. for by the grace of god. bless mother theresa!
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