"Thank you," an elderly woman in a wheelchair said to me today, as I was reaching for her dirty plate at the community Thanksgiving dinner.
I smiled and asked if she needed a refill on her coffee, as I tossed the styrofoam plate into the garbage can I was rolling around the noisy school cafeteria.
She nodded, tears filling her eyes, as her shaking hand held up her stryofoam cup to me.
I took the cup to the coffee urn and filled it, then carried it back to her, nodding at my…
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