Over two years ago on a Saturday afternoon, a toll taker at the Bay Bridge greeted me as it seemed he was greeting everyone ahead of me: 'How are you today, Sister? I love you, Sister.'
I only saw him that once, but as I arrived in San Francisco a few hours ago in my weighted car, there he was, the gatekeeper to the city, wearing a warm hat that covered his ears: 'Hello, Sister. How are you this evening, Sister? I love you, Sister.'
It's a big beautiful bridge, the structure, the views, the lights. It's a beautiful city. How much the man's welcome means to me.
2 comments:
Congrats on your arrival, and I'm glad you were so warmly greeted. This could be the start of something big!
Something small but good would suit me just fine-
thank you for your own warm greeting and feeding me veggie loaf! People were very warm everywhere on this trip--
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