| They’re beautiful – the angels. So good and kind. I envy them.
Some people are almost angels. You’ve seen them. Kindly, gentle people; willing to go the extra mile for their fellow human beings.
One can usually identify such people by their appearance and demeanor. I don’t mean that they stand on corners hawking money for needy causes or wear the costume of some organized religion. No, they have an attitude.
I can usually tell the angels from all the others after a few minutes observation. Sometimes, though, it takes longer.
Once I had to follow a woman for parts of three days. It was a nuisance but I had to know.
I am almost always right. I am hardly ever wrong.
I hate to be wrong.
I know that I have been wrong, that I have misjudged someone, or worse, been misled by them when they struggle…
The real angels never suffer. God bless them. Lionel Hoffer, 1989
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