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This is not my story, I read it, and wanted to pass it on to all…..
The old man sat in his gas station on a cold Christmas Eve. He hadn’t been anywhere in years since his wife had passed away. It was just another day to him. He didn’t hate Christmas, just couldn’t find a reason to celebrate. He was sitting there looking at the snow that had been falling for the last hour and wondering what it was all about when the door opened and a homeless man stepped through.
Instead of throwing the man out, Old George as he was known by his customers, told the man to come and sit by the heater and warm up. “Thank you, but I don’t mean to intrude,” said the stranger. “I see you’re busy, I’ll just go.” “Not without something hot in your belly.” George said.
He turned and…
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This is such a wonderful story Terry. Thanks so much for sharing it!
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you are so welcome Vickie. I love stories like this
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I figured I knew where the story was going, but it still moved me so much!
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it did me too!
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