By Caitlin McMullen Edited by Jake Watson
A cold and rainy Wednesday afternoon; fate set this up. I hardly catch my local 566 bus, but as it was raining, I thought that I would. Sitting under the bus shelter, waiting for the rain to subside and the bus to approach, a man with a walking stick asked me if he could take a seat next to me, to which I replied, “Of course”. Read more »