His name was James.
He had a hearty smile, a beefy warm handshake, and I felt this instant trust upon meeting him.
Here was a good guy.
The friendly, ready-to-do-anything-to-make-your-day-better kind of guy there used to be so many of … and now there seemed to be perhaps too few, at least here in America where a meanness of spirit sometimes feels like th…
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