Every day last year as I passed through one of the neighborhoods on my way from work to pick up Amy and Abby, I would pass this older black gentleman.  And every day, he would turn slowly and wave as I passed.   It's over two weeks into the school year now, and I haven't seen him at all...  It seems odd that I should really miss a person who I never really met.  And it kind of makes me sad that that should seem odd at all.
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I can relate. Good heart, Jeffrey, good heart.
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