Good things that happened:
- I got to see my buddy Mary again. She remembered our dancing night at Broadway at the Beach and gave me a big hug. Her companion Lee was sick, so she took food back to him. I made sure she got a wide slice of pecan pie, her favorite.
- A church from North Carolina was set up in the parking lot giving out blankets and jackets, so nearly everyone took a blanket and/or jacket back to wherever they call home.
- A gentleman that works at the resort where I'm staying was there to eat. I talk to him every morning as he's vacuuming the atrium. Now I know his name and he knows mine and we are better acquainted.
- A hispanic man that I didn't know came up to me and asked "como esta?" Don't know why he picked me, but his eyes lit up when I answered "bien, senor, y Usted." We had a nice chat in Spanish. He spoke English as well, but it tickled me to get to use my Spanish-speaking skills.
Miss Carol, who runs the Kitchen, said another homeless person was found dead on Thanksgiving, bringing the total up to 25 for the year. Myrtle Beach is a beautiful place but not for everyone. Miss Carol had people new to the Kitchen say their names and where they are from and the list included: Wyoming, Ohio, US Virgin Islands, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, and Florida. I would love to hear their stories.
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