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Last week a giant middle-aged man in a long black coat approached me in an Apple Valley parking lot asking for help. I asked him how I might help him, and he explained that he needed $23 more for a bus ticket, perhaps some money for food, and any extra to pay forward. I gave him my emergency fifty and wished him a Merry Christmas. He was quite grateful and said "I love you man" as we went our separate ways.
I guess I had been looking for such an opportunity for some time, as there is nothing like a face-to-face experience compared to all the checks we write to charities and the uses of our tax dollars to help others. It was ironic that two years earlier our old Subaru broke down for the last time in that lot, finally destined to the salvage yard in Farmington. I desperately asked for a ride to Minneapolis and offered to pay but no takers, so I walked five miles and finally got hold of a daughter to pick me up.
Also last week I read of Glen Taylor, the Mankato multibillionaire businessman and Star Tribune owner who continues to increase his giving for good as he ages, a generous philanthropist with so much to give ("Taylor using farms to seed charitable giving," Dec. 20). His businesses have provided a good living to thousands of employees over the years, including all those currently providing our local newspaper. His millions continue to help so many in need. I briefly met Taylor when we insured Taylor Printing in the 1970s and read of him as our careers progressed. My career was far more modest, as well as my ability to help others in need; we do what we can.
I will never know if my recent encounter was genuine or not, living with the hope that I helped that man make it safely to his destination. So angel or patsy — doesn't really matter, as virtue formed my intent.
Michael Tillemans, Minneapolis
THE WEATHER
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Everyone loves a white Christmas, and a brown Christmas sounds depressing, but I look outside and it's a green Christmas. I love it.