Don’t Be Blind To The Pain Of Others

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A blue sky today, but still a little blustery. My dog Totes and I were  over at the corner grocery store, I was looking for a pack of cigarettes you see. The wind and the leaves were making it a little tough on this blind man that was approaching the store, or maybe he just was not that used to being blind. After he bumped into the garbage can, I wondered if he may not want a hand in the store; he gladly accepted.

He was after a tall can of Coors and a Red bull which made me smile because I know that kind of breakfast. After we made our purchases, with Totes under one arm and Ryan holding onto the other arm, I walked him a few blocks over to the local community college. He used to go to school there, before he put a bullet in his head that left him blind and without a sense of smell.

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