Overwhelmed by concern
About a week ago, I’m on the 16 riding toward the University. The bus is standing room only when suddenly the bus driver slams on the brakes, sending everyone standing hurtling forward. Most people manage to catch themselves, but one older gentleman, about six people in front of me, actually falls down and appears to be in some pain. Continue reading ‘Overwhelmed by concern’
Home Ec, Teaching, or Nursing?
This is an old story, but one that still warms my heart…about 10 years ago I was riding the 19 from the West Bank and this mid 40’s “normal” looking woman starting bus chatting with me. Continue reading ‘Home Ec, Teaching, or Nursing?’
Nails flying in all directions
Many years ago (over 30) when I was a college student attending the University of Minnesota, I would take the bus from Northeast Minneapolis to campus (I can’t remember the number). A woman would sit in the front of the bus and clip her fingernails, with the nails flying in all directions. This image has stuck with me all these years–I was always afraid one of the nails would hit me.
9/11 was an inside job
Last week, I rode next to this college guy, and I noticed before sitting down that he was wearing a t-shirt that said something about 9/11. Usually I ignore the silly things people have stated on their shirts, but on a whim I asked him about it. He showed me that it actually said “9/11 was an inside job” Continue reading ‘9/11 was an inside job’
