A day on Third Circle

Photo: Third Circle on a warm day in May.
As the town went about its business around the busy third circle, I met a woman - a widowed mother of a handicapped son going about her business too, collecting tin cans for recycling. She stood out because she had the face of acceptance; of happiness and humility, of gratitude and grace. And so long as she collected discarded cans she had the money to pay the rent and feed her beloved and only son - a touching moment of the human capacity for unconditional love. J

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