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Chocolates for Bill

Today was busy. I woke up at 6:30 to catch an early train to the city. I spoke at a college journalism conference. I lunched with my editor. I dug through my book manuscript. Busy, busy, busy, busy.

And yet, through it all, I couldn’t stop flashing back to something that happened yesterday afternoon.

The four of us (me, wife, kids) were driving back home from a weekend in Pennsylvania. We stopped in a nowhere town with a funky-cool chocolate shop. The candies were insanely expensive (they were small and Belgian and overpriced), but we bought three, just to sample. The sweets were placed in a tiny brown paper bag. We tried two, and saved the best for last.

Shortly after crossing the George Washington Bridge, the wife said, “Hand me the bag.” I gave it to her, she rolled down the window and gave it to a man who was holding a sign, asking for money. “It’s not money—it’s just chocolate,” she said. “But it tastes good.” He smiled … seemed genuinely appreciative.

That’s the end of the story. Nothing snazzy, nothing dazzling.

I’m just honored to be married to the person who gives away her chocolate.

2 replies on “Chocolates for Bill”

Your wife is indeed a lady to be proud of! The kind gesture your wife made and the special taste of the chocolate would have lifted the spirits of that man for much longer than the taste lasted!

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