Copyright 2010 Meredith Morgan
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For anyone who lives honestly, loves passionately
and follows their heart
Daddy and I were sitting on the front porch drinking sweet tea with mint when a tall, stoop-shouldered man turned into the front walk and shuffled up the steps. He wore a felt hat. I had not seen a man wearing a hat like that in years; it looked old-fashioned but somehow elegant. His suit was well-made and well-cared for but very old. His hands were stuck deep in his pockets; I imagined he had them balled up into fists. He focused his gaze at a point on the ground about four inches in front of his toes. He struck me as one of the saddest people I had ever seen.