Today from my neighborhood pier, I watched one of our country's hospital ships, the USNS Comfort, make it's way down the Chesapeake on it's way to help in Haiti. There were more than a few families on the deck with me, showing their kids something they can be proud of, and even get a lil' excited about.
"Yep, that ship is almost as big as the hospital you and yer sister were born in" I heard one young father tell his son.
Not to far off, some older curmudgeon'y type folks were armchair quaterbacking about how the government down there did this, or how Pat Robertson said that, yadda yadda yadda....
Passing them as they continued there ramblings, I blurted out
"I bet if we prayed, as much as we gossiped,
everybody might be better off"
everybody might be better off"
Yep, the air got colder, but as I looked over, the young dad had heard my comment and gave me a thankful smile.
Sometimes my Bawlmer-ness ain't so bad (O;
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