Once in awhile, I give my friend, Joe, a ride. He is a disabled veteran. The left side of his body is affected. He doesn't drive a car. He wears glasses with very thick lenses. His left hand is almost useless and he walks with a stagger.This morning when I picked him up, he was in a dither. It seems that earlier in the morning he was walking home from the store and a car full of young men yelled at him. "Sober up, you drunk!"
Joe was very upset.
If only those idiots in the car who thought he was a drunk knew that Joe was a veteran. They would be very ashamed of themselves.
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