I just had lunch at KFC with a great-grandfather named Colossal. He was in a tractor trailer accident 18 years ago and had a paralyzed toe, a brain aneurysm and all sorts of other issues and "looked up in the sky and thanked God every day to be alive." He spent most of his life here in Richmond working near Broad Street and Boulevard. His family was largely in North Carolina. He went to NC State and nearly all of them went to UNC. He is a free mason. I saw pictures of his grandson, granddaughter, and great grandson. I think I made his day. All I did was hold the door and then listen. It is amazing how big an impact holding a door and a little patience can make in this fast paced world.
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