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Monday, August 15, 2011
Day 365: Last day
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Carl was missing a few teeth. He had been driving a cab up Rock Island street in Old Town, just north of Douglas. He had been driving slowly...
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Day 364: Roy from Tulsa
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He was a tall skinny guy, standing next to a little white car, filling up with gas at the Park City QuikTrip. I was getting gas, too, but I...
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Day 363: Light bulbs
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It amazes me how many light bulbs it takes to run such an ordinary household. And it's not just the quantity. It's the different var...
Friday, August 12, 2011
Day 362: Tattoos
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I walked through Old Town and didn't find a good opportunity to pray for someone, so I got in my car -- frustrated -- and started to hea...
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Day 361: Last greeter
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His name was John. He was short and stout, with a bushy beard, standing next to the doors at Walmart. This might be the last Walmart greeter...
Day 360: A tip and a prayer
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I’d been there before, sitting on a shuttle bus , waiting to get dropped off at the airport. The driver was a woman who wanted to know dire...
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Day 359: Acme Oyster House
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We went down to the French Quarter of New Orleans for dinner. There were people everywhere, and it got busier as it got later. Music poured ...
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