Im sitting out, clearing my head....when this guy in a wheelchair gets stuck in the middle of traffic, narrowly misses getting mauled by on-coming traffic, but gets passed up by a police car. Must have been break time. Anyhow....the guy manages to roll over to me and says ay bruh.....I need some help. I ask what kind of help. He asked another guy who was walking from the gym...but the guy politely said he was on his way home. So....he rolled closer and said ay bruh......I need some help. He tells me his arms are tired and hed like me to push him home. So....I wheel the guy a solid 4-5 blocks and, during the stroll, he shares some things about his life. He told me he was 52 years old but, more importantly...and reflective of his current condition......things arent always easy. He then said, as a young lady was walking across the street....never leave a woman stranded. His name is Curtis......and he blessed me.
Posted on: Tue, 13 May 2014 01:10:57 +0000
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