I don't know how old Connie is but "spring chicken" would not describe her body which she has punished with 25 years of day and night service to humanity in front of the White House. I am coming to the realization she may be a living Saint.
It is snowing today. As I was sitting in the living room blogging, Connie came in to suit up for her day in front of the White House. Pete, the new Washington Peace Center manager saw her sandals and said, "Connie, you need warm boots!" "These sandals are the only thing that fit my feet," she said. Her feet have paid a huge price. Currently only open sandals fit her due to painful deformations. "Wear warm socks at least," Pete pleaded. "They don't fit either," she said CHEERFULLY.
"You have to sacrifice," she happily and matter-of-factly chirped.
Someone should get her some warm boots that fit her. WARM BOOTS, for God's sake. Could you get ones that fit her? Would she take them if you did? G d knows.
"You have to sacrifice"... to Live, Connie teaches and Jesus taught. Yes, that is correct.
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