February 1, 2009

February 1, 2009

Went again to well #10… no one. This time i pulled around the front of the building and went inside looking for answers. Inside the Hall of Justice i asked a pudgy female rent-a-cop if she knew anything, she had not seen anyone back there during her shift and had not in days. I thanked her and wondered how on earth she would be able to catch and apprehend me if i were to do something illegal in building. i guess i am always surprised to see anyone overweight in a security or police uniform. i guess she would not have to do anything… but a cop would…and dont they have to pass fitness tests and train? maybe i am naive!

later that day i got a call from Anita LaPage the nice lady i met from Ann Arbor during the Gleaners event Amber and i put on. She just called to see how i was and to tell me she was worried about me. I thanked her and told her i was well. we talked about a ton of stuff including the fact she has a bunch of gloves for me to get from Amber!!!! We spoke about the poem “For whom the Bell Tolls” by John Donne and how it fits into the lives of people who do service to others…and all of us are ultimately one;

…No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were. Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee…

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