[I was notified over the weekend that the person that initially posted this story online is not actually the person that wrote it. Blah! Hate that. I know a lot of you loved the message, so I'd like to make sure the real author is credited appropriately. This story is excerpted from Kent Nerburn's book, Make Me an Instrument of Your Peace. The full version can be found at Zenmoments.org or on the Huffington Post website http://www.huffingtonpost.com/
A NYC Taxi driver wrote:
I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor. Read more »
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