At the window, I asked, “just out of morbid curiosity, just how much of a freak am I that I sat ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ at the drive through?” The woman thought about it for a second, and responded, “you’re the only one.”
My father taught me habits I still call on to this day, and taught me a lot of what I do not want to ever be, but I learned. He never showed me love or respect, but I respect him, and who he was.
Unreliable Witnesses 2/27/23
He shot her in cold blood in front of my friend, and no doubt they arrested him, but he wasn’t charged with murder. They said that there was no credible witness
After her loved ones left, and this nurse’s shift ended, my student took her own personal time to go back and sit with this woman who was facing her first night with the knowledge of her own mortality alone.
Disrespect is still a problem, regardless of the sexual freedom practiced by others. I still believe that if you treat a lady with respect, speak with her as a human being and show that you genuinely are interested in the person rather than her ovaries, it goes a long way.
The incident had garnered such international attention that it became an international political incident. The United State issued a formal apology to the Soviet Union for the incident. And it happened because, sitting in the audience, asking a question, he seemed just like a normal person.
Mother’s Day 5/8/22
The point that I am trying to make is that, as a society in general, we tend to downplay the role of mothers, and frequently don’t give them the respect they deserve.
up north is an amazing friend of mine who had become a widow some years ago. To speak with her, it doesn’t sound as if she is still in mourning (although I’m sure there are times), but she speaks of him with such high regard and affection that it’s simply charming.
thank you, Bob, for the heated but respectful argument.
Gentle Paw 1/5/21
that paw has exceedingly sharp claws, but she didn’t use them. There was no anger, and her touch was so incredibly gentle as if she were touching a soap bubble she feared might pop. Just a brush, really, to tell me that she had a desire.