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Yesterday, my husband and I went to Lufkin to check out the status of the house we're getting. Seems there's always a glitch here, a glitch there, and we weren't sure what to do. We decided we would look around at other houses "just in case".
My friend looked on the net and saw a house for sale that didn't sound too bad, so we thought we'd check it out.
Well, we found the road on which it was located, and began looking for a house with blue trim. We drove and drove and didn't see any houses at all. We kept going for miles, and nothing. We wondered if anyone could possibly live that far back in the woods. Although getting this particular house was out of the question for us now, we decided to still check it out to satisfy our curiousity. We passed a shed that was close to the road where an old man was working on drum bar-b-que pits. He waved; we waved back and kept going. Farther on down the road, we still didn't find what we were looking for, so we decided we'd go back and ask the old man if he knew where it was.
We pulled up and my friend started to get out to ask directions. The old man said, "Hi, why don't you get out and rest awhile?" My friend jokingly said, "What's for dinner?" He replied, "Well...I think I have some lunch meat. We could have some sandwiches." Here we are, complete strangers and this old man was inviting us to have sandwiches with him. I thought that was the most precious thing I had heard since childhood. I wanted to give him a hug for letting me know that people like him still existed; that human kindness was not a thing of the past.
We found that most of the people in that area of Texas were just like the people from my childhood in TN; they wave to strangers, and invite them in for food.
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