RLynn
Active Member
I can't sleep. In the grocery store this evening I saw an older woman with a teenage boy standing in front of the meat display. Their clothes were tattered and patched. They didn't speak to each other or even reach out to examine the packages of meat. They just quietly looked for several minutes, and then slowly moved on. Although (or perhaps because) I am myself at the borderline of poverty level income, I thought about this later, and kicked myself in the @$$ for not doing something to help. These people were desperately hungry, and I had a bit of money to spare. I didn't think of this at the time, but there was a bell ringer outside the store. I could have put a twenty in the pot and also slipped him a twenty, on condition that he give it to the woman and boy when they came out, but my reaction time is slow. I feel very, very guilty.