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Leave Behind A Legacy

December 1, 2014 0

I held my sign at Interstate 94 for a while with no luck. I have five dollars to my name which will buy me one meal for today. If I sleep under the same bridge tonight, I might get beat up. It’s easier to target someone who looks like they lost everything, but it is what it is. I will try again tomorrow. I will sleep in a park tonight. One day at a time. Second by second to stay alive. A spiral black vacated bench catches my eye, I hurry over and sit. My legs slowly stop screaming from standing too long. I sink back, slump and sigh.

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Brady O’Neel’s Story

November 10, 2014 1

By Brady O’Neel Brady O’Neel was born in Robbinsdale, Minnesota at North Memorial Hospital on March 7th, 1990. He was born to Brenda Burke and […]

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That Santa Can Dance

October 29, 2014 0

By Patricia Fox My mother was dying. Really this had already been happening for years but it was now those final breaths, those last precious […]