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I guess it’s sorta cheating when I consider my original rules, but I know I can always find a worthy recipient at the Dollar Tree. It’s right on my way home from work, which is an added plus on these days when it starts getting dark around 4:00. The place was as busy today as […]
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A year ago, when I started giving away hundred dollar bills to strangers, I imagined that some surprising and wonderful things would happen. I could never have imagined what would happen with Billy Brown. I never met Billy, but since Monday I feel like she’s been with me. Monday was the day I met Kate, who […]
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The 10th hundred. Each time I release my grip on one of those C-notes I feel a loosening in the grip that money has on my spirit. Just a little. I remember clearly this day, visiting my son Elijah in Boston. I had a revelation that, just maybe, money was something to be let go rather […]
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I love Christmas, I really do. I love that all the stores are closed and there isn’t anywhere to go. I love that the phone probably won’t ring. In the unlikely event the doorbell chimes, it will be a crafty friend with cookies or other homemade goodies. I understand the deep significance of the holiday […]
Continue Reading →I guess I was just born nosy, because I can’t ever remember a time when I didn’t like grilling people with questions. Maybe it’s simple curiosity, but I seem to have a greater tendency and need to pry than most. This serves me well in my work as a physician, which is really all about […]
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Day 20 of my Month of Hundreds. Counting down now. I’m not liking that; I really don’t want this month to end. Over the last 20 days I’ve definitely refined my process and gotten more efficient in selecting the day’s recipient once I decide to do the deed. It’s a little hard to describe what […]
Continue Reading →I was doctoring out in Gresham today, as I am most Wednesday mornings. I finished up late and it was almost 2:00 by the time I got back to Portland. I was famished and all I could think about was getting something to eat. I parked and walked over to the Burgerville just down the […]
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