What I like about my little town
There was an old lady who'd walk around town pushing a shopping cart. We'd all seen her, but never really known who she was. A bit ago, she was hit by a car and ,sadly, died. The news of her death was on the front page of the newspaper. Someone had taken her cart and made a little memorial where she'd been hit.
None of us knew her, and yet we all cared for her, and I love that