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Apr 2015
I stopped on the side of the road today and helped a young woman change her tire. Yesterday I gave a lost couple directions so that they could find their destination. Through out my life I have stopped to lend a hand, I have offered directions or just listened to the troubles of a friend. Through all of the things I have done, the person I helped will never realize that I gave them my most precious gift, which is a moment of my time. For time only moves forward, it does not move back. Once it is gone you cannot buy anymore. Unlike money which you can earn or things which you can use money to buy, my time is the most precious thing I have to give and it is what I give freely to make simple changes in ordinary everyday lives.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
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