a late night walk
anonymous
January 3 2007, 07:11:57 UTC
i hope that i am invited on one of your edmontonland walks. after work as i was walking to the bus stop on jasper ave, i met the strangest man and he asked for change. he was just kicked out by his gf, he was carrying a bag of cans and was in tears. He told ME not to give up. I told him the same. He said the change was for a beer. Recovering from my gin hangover, i did not hesitate to hand over the 2.25 (all the change that i had with me) I gave him my bus fair so i walked home. it was dark outside and i walked through the leg grounds. the lights were really nice... very bright and brilliant (in a light kind of way). an hour later i was across the river and 30 blocks closer to my house when i realized that the walk is just what i needed.
Re: a late night walkshizumuJanuary 3 2007, 07:35:27 UTC
You most certainly are invited. :) You encouraged me to go on a second walk that night (which I did end up going on).
That was nice of you to help him out. I don't know if I necessarily believe in fate, but I do believe in being able to take something good from any situation. Sounds like you had a lovely walk -- I used to live right by the Ledge, and I miss it. I loved walking by it, especially at Christmastime when all the trees were lit up.
My cousin wenchlette had an encounter with a guy in Vancouver who was devastated because he needed to leave town on short notice to see his mother, but he didn't have the bus fare. I can't remember the story in perfect detail... Sara gave him the money (around $50), and he phoned his mother crying, saying he would be coming home after all, and then the mother asked to thank Sara over the phone herself. The man took down Sara's address, and Sara left feeling satisfied, not knowing whether she would actually hear from him again or not. A few weeks later, she received a cheque returning the money and
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after work as i was walking to the bus stop on jasper ave, i met the strangest man and he asked for change. he was just kicked out by his gf, he was carrying a bag of cans and was in tears.
He told ME not to give up. I told him the same. He said the change was for a beer. Recovering from my gin hangover, i did not hesitate to hand over the 2.25 (all the change that i had with me)
I gave him my bus fair so i walked home.
it was dark outside and i walked through the leg grounds. the lights were really nice... very bright and brilliant (in a light kind of way).
an hour later i was across the river and 30 blocks closer to my house when i realized that the walk is just what i needed.
peace.
vasyli
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That was nice of you to help him out. I don't know if I necessarily believe in fate, but I do believe in being able to take something good from any situation. Sounds like you had a lovely walk -- I used to live right by the Ledge, and I miss it. I loved walking by it, especially at Christmastime when all the trees were lit up.
My cousin wenchlette had an encounter with a guy in Vancouver who was devastated because he needed to leave town on short notice to see his mother, but he didn't have the bus fare. I can't remember the story in perfect detail... Sara gave him the money (around $50), and he phoned his mother crying, saying he would be coming home after all, and then the mother asked to thank Sara over the phone herself. The man took down Sara's address, and Sara left feeling satisfied, not knowing whether she would actually hear from him again or not. A few weeks later, she received a cheque returning the money and ( ... )
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