I had befriended a young guy that worked at the bowling
alley. His name is David – and he had
lost his parents and was basically supporting himself on what he made from
working at the bowling center. We were talking and he mentioned that his TV broke, and he had no TV to
watch. The next time I went to
bowling, I took the new TV we had in the guest room and gave it to David.
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