A reposted article
By Chassidy Carroll
While the wind howls in my window tonight, I’m thinking about a sweet old man who eats at the Salvation Army.
His normal toothless smile faded earlier today when someone mentioned the weather. “I’m not looking forward to the cold.” His quiet words reflected on many of the dear faces in line and my heart sank as I spooned some extra rice onto his plate.… Read the rest...