True Story: Community, Okay?

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Jack Grisham
[Editor's Note: Jack Grisham is an author, hypnotherapist, T.S.O.L. front man and all-around troublemaker. This column, True Story, may or may not be factual, with characters who may or may not be real.]

I was driving down Olive when I saw him. He was on his knees. At first, he looked like something that had fallen off the back of a truck, but when I got closer, I could see it was an old man who'd tripped in the street.

I stopped my car and helped him to his feet. His pant leg was torn, and I could see blood--not much, but the cloth of his pants was wet. I got him to my car and had him lean against the hood. He'd been carrying groceries, but the brown paper bag had ripped, and his canned goods and some lettuce heads were scattered about. His milk was dusted--the carton torn and leaking.

"Your bag is trashed," I said. "I think I got one in the back."

I opened my trunk and pulled out a cloth bag. I have a hundred of them. Every time I go to the market, I forget to bring a bag, so I end up buying new ones. I put his groceries in it.
"I usually get paper," he said. "It's only 10 cents."

A car honked, then drove around us. Fuck them--it's a residential neighborhood, and we're stopped in the street, big fucking deal. I hate what they've done to this place, the whole small-town beach vibe has been replaced with ugly, three-story, cookie-cutter monoliths and assholes like this who have no respect for community, and . . .

"Fuck you," I said as they passed. I smiled at the old man. "Sorry."

"It's okay," he said. "I like that." He raised his arm and flashed an old middle finger at the rear window of the Mercedes that had passed us. "Fuck you," He said, and then smiled.
I offered him a ride home, which he accepted.

"You're the family that just moved in on Alabama, the ones with the kids jumping and yelling?"

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6 comments
brooklyn_1968
brooklyn_1968

That was totally an "uplifting" story for this Friday morning. I loved it! And maybe we need to petition some SPEED BUMPS in this town on every street, because I agree, this is a beach town and people drive way too fast and are in way too much of a hurry!

downtownbrown
downtownbrown

Good story, Jack.  Good things happen and we need to be reminded that dysfunction is over represented.

Brainwashed_in_church
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I'll post a comment so this story will get at least one comment.

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