Some of you may recall that I mention Sam occasionally. She is an important person in my life because I'm extremely fond of her and because she cares for my golden tresses.
The Hurricane took this photo of me gazing in the window of City Lights Bookstore in San Francisco:
|Golden tresses courtesy of Sam.|
I do not have tattoos, but I have learned to develop what I hope is a pleasant curiosity about the meanings behind other people's tats. Recently, though, Sam had an experience with someone whose curiosity about her tattoos was not so pleasant, but telling you about it gives me an opportunity to be even more grateful for my Samsam than I usually am.
Here's the story, Morning Glory:
Sam went in a restaurant for breakfast. An elderly couple looked at her, and the woman said, That's disgusting. Who would do that to themselves?
Now, you should know that Sam is quite fond of older people. She helps her granny a lot. I've never seen Sam behave in a rude or unpleasant manner, even though Sam and I are on opposite ends of the political spectrum.
As Sam ate her breakfast, the woman stared at her, and not in a friendly way. Maybe she thought that if she looked hard enough that she would develop laser vision to make Sam's tattoos disappear.
So what did Sam do about it?
She paid for the couple's breakfast.
God bless your sweet little heart, Sam. What a beautiful way to deal with those people.
|Also stolen from Sam's Facebook page.|
If you happen to need to get your hair done in Orange Park, Florida, then let me know. I'll tell you how to get in touch with Sam because she's the best in every way. I am so grateful for you, Sam.
Infinities of Sam love,