Posted on 08/19/2019 3:36:51 PM PDT by Morgana
The other day, I saw a bunch of young boys with their skate boards and cell phones, waiting to be picked up by someone. They were having sincere conversations together, and it struck me that I didn’t hear a bad word out of any of their mouths. There must have been 3 different ‘races’ represented. They were good, very natural, kids.
Every time I start to worry about the future, I see something like this, and my faith is restored.
We hear about all of the broken ones, while the many good ones don’t make the news.
Baste not, want not
I’m getting really tired of this “slice of life”, emotional style of writing. Pure propaganda.
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