Encouraging words16

While I was running in Boston two young men were behind me. Then they passed me and said, “Buddy, come on.”

One gentleman said to me, “Friend, my friend, don’t give up!”

At one point I was breathing heavily. A little boy came up to me with a few pieces of orange. Usually I don’t take oranges, but the little boy was so kind, so I took a piece of orange from him. Then he said, “Don’t die, don’t die!”


RB 306. 21 April 1981