As I walked down the busy sidewalk, knowing I was late for an important

interview, my eye fell upon one of those unfortunate, homeless vagabonds

that are found in every city these days. Wearing what can only be

describes as rags, carrying every worldly possession in two plastic bags,

my heart was touched by this person's condition. Some people turned to

stare. Others quickly looked away, as if the sight would somehow

contaminate them. Recalling some long ago Sunday School admonition to

"care for the sick, feed the hungry, and clothe the naked", I was moved

by some powerful inner urge to reach out to this unfortunate person. Yes,

where some people saw only rags, I saw a hidden beauty. A small voice

inside my head called out, "Reach out, reach out and touch her !" So, I

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Doctors say I may be out in a week !! Visitors would be nice !!

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Alan....... :nana2: :dance:

damn it that body needs a good seeing to. :slap: :slap: :slap:

damn it that body needs a good seeing to. :slap: :slap: :slap:

 

How will you get past the bandages :p

How will you get past the bandages :p

PMSL wondered what you were on about mate until I looked again :rofl: :rofl: :tongue: