May God bless you and your...
I never met Anthony, but I knew his son George. I was a runaway, and had hitchhiked to Miami with my dog in 1984. George took pity on me as he was gassing up his car at a Miami gas station. I had slept,or tried to sleep behind the store the night before. I was scared, and feeling hopeless. George took me in and I stayed at his house for a couple months. He was very kind to me. I never forgot him. In case you're reading this George, sir,I just want to say Thank you. You may not remember me,...
Jennylee Wend
November 12, 2024 | Other