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1214.1 | | ADISSW::HAECK | Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa! | Sun Jan 28 1996 22:26 | 7 |
| Today I was stuck behind someone one in the parking lot. I was getting
annoyed. Finally someone got out of the passenger seat and retrieved a
wallet from the lane. OK, I thought, that's OK. But they didn't move.
Minutes passed and then the passenger got out an went into the store. I
assume to return the wallet. I was struck both with my inclination to jump
to the lowest conclusion about these people who were blocking my way, and by
their honesty in returning the wallet.
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1214.2 | | CSC32::J_CHRISTIE | Psalm 85.10 | Mon Jan 29 1996 15:56 | 6 |
| My fifteen year old son still tells his mother and me, spontaneously and
without prompting, that he loves us despite the social pressures at his
age to distance himself from his parents.
Richard
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1214.3 | | CSLALL::HENDERSON | We shall behold Him! | Mon Jan 29 1996 19:52 | 10 |
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My youngest (as well as all of my sons for that matter) tells me he
loves me everytime we part, even with all the struggles he is going
through right now. I hope he never stops.
Jim
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1214.4 | | BIGQ::SILVA | Benevolent 'pedagogues' of humanity | Tue Jan 30 1996 09:21 | 3 |
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Jim, with all your doing for him, I can't see how it could change.
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