I read the story about the drunk driver and the fatality about a week or so ago, but I didn’t make the connection until yesterday, when I read this… so sad. Laurae and I had met AmitTandon very briefly about – maybe 18 months ago? We had stopped at the Wednesday morning Farmers Market and had been captivated by Amit. I remember that he was talking to some lady about the food that he was selling at his small booth. And I remember thinking that I wasn’t going to move on until I had a chance to meet him. He was so compelling! So we stood and waited and then it was our turn to be captured by his friendliness! Sure, we bought some of his food. But better than that was the pleasure of meeting someone who was so genuinely your friend. Immediately.
We never saw him again, yet I remember hoping to, whenever we were at one of the market places. The last time I saw his stand, there were others doing the selling. I’m sure he was busy somewhere. You know what…I may cry.
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