coming behind me "can you give me a dollar for food and
coffee?". It was an old Indian man. I must say that was the first
time. But I guess you can't classify being broke by ethnicity. How bad
do you need the money if you have to start at 830 in the morning?
Eddie and I often try to support the ones that really look like they
need the money. I know that's prob not the best way but that's the
easiest for us.
This man had white hair. No one gave him money in my car. I reached to
get my dollar but he left the train.
Who wouldn't want to feed an old man?