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Commentary
Over the years, I’ve observed something special that happens every now and then. There are people whose physical condition, social skills, or mental peculiarities set them apart as misfits. They don’t belong. So-called “normal” people don’t know what to do with them. Then, along comes someone who sees past problems to a precious person. They strike up a friendship. Digging just below the surface, they strike gold. Looking on, short-sighted society is envious. “Too late,” says the wise man. “He’s MY friend.”
I’ve been on every side of this story. How about you?
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