Change for my friend

By gregebersole

May 6, 2012

Category: Travel

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This man sits on the steps where I go up to the walkway across Calle 5 to my gym every day. He is usually there about 4 to 5 hours each morning. I can’t pass him without giving him my spare change. It’s not a lot, but it helps him with food. We always talk. He tells me all his health problems and then gives me a blessing before I leave. He never asks for money, unlike others. He just sits there patiently, waiting for any coins that someone might give him. He has very kind eyes. He usually has a thoughtful or serious expression, but when we talk, he smiles and his eyes light up. He is very hard to understand. Today, he told me his name was Don Mijael Cruz. At least, that’s what I heard.

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