A Fall Memory

The weather is starting to get colder down here in Malibu, and when that happens there is a really frigid wind that starts blowing sometimes. There's nothing like it up in the Central Valley. The other night I was on the 3d street Promenade in Santa Monica, and I remembered one of the best times that I had with Amy while we were both living down here. There are a ton of homeless people who live on and around 3d street, and last year at this time we were so worried about them because of how cold it was getting that Amy went to some of the thrift stores around the area and got them to donate bags full of coats, long sleeve shirts, and socks. One night we loaded the back of my car with all of the warm clothes and gave them out to anyone who needed them until everything was gone. Everyone was so appreciative...especially for the socks. I have never had to live on the streets, but apparently a pair of clean, dry socks is something that is really treasured in that situation -- I can imagine.
Amy was always thinking about doing things like that, and she encouraged me to do the same. I really miss her...It makes me so sad that that those kind of things wont happen anymore. She could have been such a blessing to so many more people. She was to me anyway. Next time you set aside some money for good deeds, buy some clean socks and keep them in your trunk to give to someone who may be cold and not have a home; and you can think of Amy when you do it. That was the type of thing she did.