We will be remembered by our deeds
sometimes you just have to pass them on:
Babs Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprising a basket of freshly picked green peas.
I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. Pondering the peas, I couldn’t help overhearing the conversation between Mr.Miller and the ragged boy next to me.
Posted: August 21st, 2006 under inspiration.
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