One of those days..........

Bob Wright

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Yesterday my usual after-church lunch companions all went separate ways and I was left to eat alone. I had seen this place before, Abner's Chicken, and decided to try that. Its one of those places where one places their order at a counter then takes a seat to await the order being brought to their table. Tables were sort of rustic and casual.

I was just finishing up when a young mother came in with three children, one a baby in one of those car seats. The mother was nicely dressed and sort of pretty, no tattoos nor piercings. There was a little boy, dark haired, wet and neatly combed and looking as if his mother had scrubbed him clean. He wore a neat collared shirt and long shorts, and white socks with brown leather shoes, the shoes well shined. He was tanned, from playing outdoors, I surmised. He was maybe five or six years old.

There was a little sister, maybe four years old. Slightly blonde hair in curls and neatly held back. She wore a dress, with short sleeves with those puffy shoulders. She, too, wore white socks, and had those white patent leather little girl shoes.

I asked the mother if she minded if I bought the children a cookie apiece, and she readily consented. At the counter were some chocolate chip cookies, big and thick, the soft kind. I bought two and gave one to each of the two older children. The mother glanced at the two and they very nicely said "Thank you, Sir."

I dumped my tray and went out the door. Outside, I just felt GOOD.

Bob Wright
 
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It's a valid question. I would answer "no" because I'd be startled (the purpose behind the symbols you mentioned) but that the love would still be there. They might have missed out on it is all. u know bias exists. It's a scientific fact. Roll with it.

So....start spreading love. As Bob and others try unfailingly to do. Failingly is how you start. Try. You'll like it.
 
Would you have done that if they were dressed differently or if the Mother had tattoos or piercings ?
All the more reason to give the kids something that maybe the Mom could not afford. You just don't know Bob. Something tells me you would not have done the same thing that Bob did.
 
Good job Bob!
The only thing different I would do is compliment her on her two fine looking children.
But if I did what you did, around here, I would probably be suspected of ulterior motives.
 
Sorry I upset the fan club , but I ask a legitimate question.
Would he do the same if things were different ?
I am just going by other posts he has made.
How people dress does seem to be pretty high on his list.
 
Sorry I upset the fan club , but I ask a legitimate question.
Would he do the same if things were different ?
I am just going by other posts he has made.
How people dress does seem to be pretty high on his list.

You just don't seem to get it. It is not HOW folks are dressed, but rather the image they project. It was the sweet, gentle, and naive impression that softened my heart. It is so seldom that image is seen that I was moved to do what I did. A way of maybe encouraging those folks.

And, whether you like it or not, there is such a thing as first impression.

Bob Wright
 
Good job Bob!
The only thing different I would do is compliment her on her two fine looking children.
But if I did what you did, around here, I would probably be suspected of ulterior motives.

Sort of for that reason, I kept my conversation as brief as possible, and walked out the door without any further conversation.

Bob Wright
 
Bob, you and I think along the same lines. I enjoy buying little goodies for kids at the stores. and often times I ask the parent if I may offer a well behaved child a $1.00 so they can purchase a snack. Across the lobby from me is a courtroom where adoptions are done. I have jar with individual Oreo cookies I give the little kids who were adopted. The joy in their eyes is something to behold!

I made it a point to visit with the children at the schools when i worked patrol. I wanted them to know where I lived in the small town I worked, I would always tell them :" If you need help, I live over here on Crescent street., knock on the door." To the parents I would say" I want your kid to RUN to me if something bad happens, I dont need them to to be afraid of me".
30 years later I can go back to the little town and visit, and invariably I run into someone who was a young kid tell their child" See him? He used to play ball with us, and helped me Cross the street when I was your age". IT PAYS DIVIDENDS!!!

YOU KEEP ON LEADING BY EXAMPLE , BOB!!!!!!!
 
Yesterday my usual after-church lunch companions all went separate ways and I was left to eat alone. I had seen this place before, Abner's Chicken, and decided to try that. Its one of those places where one places their order at a counter then takes a seat to await the order being brought to their table. Tables were sort of rustic and casual.

I was just finishing up when a young mother came in with three children, one a baby in one of those car seats. The mother was nicely dressed and sort of pretty, no tattoos nor piercings. There was a little boy, dark haired, wet and neatly combed and looking as if his mother had scrubbed him clean. He wore a neat collared shirt and long shorts, and white socks with brown leather shoes, the shoes well shined. He was tanned, from playing outdoors, I surmised. He was maybe five or six years old.
Another great story ,a kind gesture and very detailed observations .
Nice Job and great job showing those kids kindness.
 
Yesterday my usual after-church lunch companions all went separate ways and I was left to eat alone. I had seen this place before, Abner's Chicken, and decided to try that. Its one of those places where one places their order at a counter then takes a seat to await the order being brought to their table. Tables were sort of rustic and casual.

I was just finishing up when a young mother came in with three children, one a baby in one of those car seats. The mother was nicely dressed and sort of pretty, no tattoos nor piercings. There was a little boy, dark haired, wet and neatly combed and looking as if his mother had scrubbed him clean. He wore a neat collared shirt and long shorts, and white socks with brown leather shoes, the shoes well shined. He was tanned, from playing outdoors, I surmised. He was maybe five or six years old.

There was a little sister, maybe four years old. Slightly blonde hair in curls and neatly held back. She wore a dress, with short sleeves with those puffy shoulders. She, too, wore white socks, and had those white patent leather little girl shoes.

I asked the mother if she minded if I bought the children a cookie apiece, and she readily consented. At the counter were some chocolate chip cookies, big and thick, the soft kind. I bought two and gave one to each of the two older children. The mother glanced at the two and they very nicely said "Thank you, Sir."

I dumped my tray and went out the door. Outside, I just felt GOOD.

Bob Wright
Great story Bob. JFYI those puffy sleeves you referred to are called cap sleeves. I don't even know how I know that.
 

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