
At any given moment people everywhere – the stranger in the car next to ours or the person standing silently in the elevator; co-workers in cubicles down the hall or even the beloved face on the other side of the bed – are struggling. And we don't recognize it.
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At any given moment people everywhere – the stranger in the car next to ours or the person standing silently in the elevator; co-workers in cubicles down the hall or even the beloved face on the other side of the bed – are struggling. And we don't recognize it.
Broadcast History
Aired on Spokane Public Radio
Transcript
Wednesday, November 9, 2005
THE HOME PLANET
The Spokesman-Review
Cheryl-Anne Millsap
Staff writer
October 24, 2005
While my car idled at a red light I was aware, peripherally, of the woman sitting on the bench on the corner, waiting for the bus. But I had other things on my mind and I didn't even glance at her until something, a movement, got my attention.
She appeared to be in her mid-30s or early 40s. She was dressed for work in slacks and a blouse and she carried a purse and a briefcase.
As she waited she sat slumped and dejected, as still as a statue, feet and knees together, staring straight ahead with no expression on her face.
Tears, one right after another, poured down her cheeks. What had caught my eye was the movement of her hands, when once, twice and then a third time, she reached up to wipe them away.
The woman wept the way a stone weeps; drawin...
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At any given moment people everywhere – the stranger in the car next to ours or the person standing silently in the elevator; co-workers in cubicles down the hall or even the beloved face on the other side of the bed – are struggling. And we don't recognize it.




