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Humbled by Mercy

This past week I moved out of Mercury Courts Apartments where I have been housed for almost 19 years, to the MDHA property Centennial Towers off of West End avenue.

“ … We Need Roses, Too.”

My Uncle Harry is 81 years old this year. He is vital and funny and very technically oriented. He had a great life as a software and hardware engineer in computers. We spent 40 years not being able to find each other, but found each other during Covid. He helped me repair my truck.

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One Number Away

Thought no one wanted to be my friend.In fact, the only sign of kindness toward mewas the people who supported our charity.Yes, even the bus drivers became enemiesas they witnessed me load the bus carryinghuge bags of clothing as full of heavy blankets.They also assumed that I did not hold any fearand they rushed me to pay.Screams and cries of strangers filled the airas all I could do was slay the insults in spirit.Up the street was a Publix.I did purchase a $2 lottery ticket,which had all ten numbers except one,the number 8.You should have seen the look upon my face.I was a homeless person and helpless as somemay say and in need of housing,yet I was only one number away from $300,000.