From guilt to grin in ten minutes

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Dear old man living in an assisted living community, you may not remember me but you smile at me everyday as I drive to school. Regardless, I'm happy to hear that you aren't dead. I passed you last Tuesday and your head was down. And for some reason you were NOT inexplicably gripping the day's newspaper—crumpled—in your left hand (as you always do). In fact, the paper was on the ground, and on your face was not a smile but a motionless frown. :( At this point, I'd like to say I'm sorry I didn't stop right then and there to see if you were ok. I'll have you know it took me ten guilt-ridden minutes to finally turn around to go ask a mentally-challenged neighbor of yours if you were in need of an ambulance. To my momentary horror, he nodded... but then he also pointed... at you... smiling at me... the biggest grin I've ever seen. :D

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