GRAS Day Six.

I'm surprised my eldest waited until tonight to begin a week-long science project.
Wait.
No I'm not.
That's all I have time for tonight.

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Tonight we gave a couple of bucks to a man on the street.

His name was Sonny and he was trying to get enough gas money to get to Florida for a funeral.

My eldest and I hypothesized that some people might not believe his story.  

And we decided we didn't care if his story was true.

The arms on his glasses were repaired w/ tape.

He is a wounded Vietnam veteran.  His shirt and his sign told us that.  He did too. Said there just wasn't enough money left at the end of the month.

We played happy music in the car after that.