225. Common Courtesy

On the Avon Walk I was struck by how decent and kind everyone was that weekend. The walkers, the volunteers, the staff, the traffic cops, the crowds... everyone. Not a sour puss or crab in the bunch. The end result allowed you to believe in humanity again.

And then a week passes... a friend was supposed to come for dinner tonight. She sent a text message 5 minutes before the appointed time to let me know she wouldn't be coming. Common courtesy would dictate a phone call at minimum. Yes, I am hurt. Wouldn't you be?