Apr 11, 2011-- A touching story of a random act of kindness: "During this past year I've had three instances of car trouble: a blowout on a freeway, a bunch of blown fuses and an out-of-gas situation. They all happened while I was driving other people's cars, which for some reason makes it worse on an emotional level. Each time, when these things happened, I was disgusted with the way people didn't bother to help. It was enough to make me say stuff like "this country is going to hell in a handbasket," which I actually said. But you know who came to my rescue all three times? Poor laborers who didn't even speak any English." (10198 reads)
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Bread for myself is a material question. Bread for my neighbor is a spiritual one.
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