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"I have always depended on the kindness of strangers."

(The final line from ‘A Streetcar Named Desire’)
I’ve never depended on the kindness of strangers.  I’m very fortunate to have a small circle of close friends who love and support me.
Of course, everyone has limits – we’re human.
I’ve been reading blogs for almost two years, and joined the blogosphere March 5 of this year, with no expectations.  None.
I’m astounded my blogmeter reads over 28,300 pageviews!
But, more than that, I’m astounded that persons I’ve never met, never spoken with on the telephone, never seen face-to-face, never had one conversation with, are willing to help.
The moral support is remarkable.
Times are tough for most folks.
My earlier whining blogpost was not begging.  It was just whining.  Guess I still am.
But, I am grateful for the friendships I am developing through this amazing medium.
Thank you all for being out there, and giving a damn.
Guffaw

About guffaw1952

I'm a child of the 50's. libertarian, now medically-retired. I've been a certified firearms trainer, a private investigator, and worked for a major credit card company for almost 22 years. I am a proud NRA Life Member. I am a limited-government, free-market capitalist, who believes in the U.S. Constitution and the Rule of Law.

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One thought on “"I have always depended on the kindness of strangers."

  1. Friends are the beach upon which many a person has washed up … and they can usually get you going again (in more ways than one!). I'm glad you have good ones.

    Posted by Rev. Paul | August 28, 2011, 1:27 pm

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