Wednesday, January 09, 2002

On the way to work this morning, out in the middle of the street, key in hand. A car drives by, stops. The window rolls down, a friendly face peeks out. "Are you the singer at St. Helen's?" she asks. [I am.] "I think you're great! I just love to hear you sing!" I flung out my arms wide and thanked her for making my day.

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