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That last ride means so much. My incredible mother marveled to hear the birds singing and tweeting on her first trip out of her room in six months and her last trip on Earth. True kindness knows no bounds.

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A NYC Taxi driver wrote:

I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or…

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3 Comments

  1. I actually delivered this as an Interpretive Reading to an audience a couple of years ago. It’s a very powerful (and challenging to deliver) piece. Appreciate your sharing it.

  2. That was such a beautiful, heartwarming story.

  3. For obvious reasons, I sobbed when I read it.


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