People Who Were Nice to Me

While listening to a podcast on my ride yesterday, the speaker talked about those times when you can’t sleep and you start thinking about those “people who were nice to me.”  I’m not talking about the people I know who are nice, but rather those who for no particular reason watched out for me, took care of me, who were just plan nice to me.  Here are a few of those people in my life.

Aunt Mary Lou Mason. My mom’s sister Mary Lou was always nice to me. Starting in the 60s I would make the pligrimage back to my mom’s hometown Athen, Michigan when she went every summer.

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