Dear cedric.o.garrett >>when it comes to me, you are rather perceptive like my brother is. Working with me for so many years, you can often “read” below the surface of things that I say 🙂. My brother often “calls me out” on things that other people do not see. The photo that I wanted to post below is in my files on my office phone. I was too lazy to transfer it here; so, I just “posted” something (anything related) from my files on this. Very good, Cedric. You impress me like my brother often does 😎. I could not put it past you. The picture does not match with the words unless you translate deeper.
She (below) is the “someone” who came over with medicine for me.
Who is She?
MEANWHILE, A MEMORY:
I remember what it took to wrap up the manuscript of my book I HAVE A DREAM!
I would have had a shortened career at my job years ago if someone did not speak up “bigly” for me. Security chased me down once when I ran past the gate to punch in on time. Rushing in, I forgot to show my badge. Security thought that I was 007 crashing the gates like I did. My manager desperately came running up to us at the clock to verify that I worked for him. I told him that at least I punched in on time. The guards were a hair breath away from dragging me out by my ankles 🙂. I was one lucky son of a gun that my manager “rescued” me and spoke up quickly for me. I went straight to my desk and put the finishing touches on my book I HAVE A DREAM! We went to the presses with it, and got it published. For a whille it was even on display and sold at the bookstore at the MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR., NATIONAL HISTORICAL PARK in Atlanta, Georgia.
I WANT TO MENTION to my readers that I am presently reading the autobiography of Geronimo. Geronimo died in 1909 imprisoned on an Indian reservation in Oklahoma. A Mexican army attack killed his first wife and 3 toddler children when he was very young sparking the beginnings of his military raids.