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\u201cSome people care too much. I think it\u2019s called love.\u201d December 25th. “A hug is always the right size.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" How do you spell ‘love’?” “You don’t spell it…you feel it.” \u201cSome people care too much. I think it\u2019s called love.\u201d \u00a0For me, it’s driving over the Sagamore Bridge in an unusual heavy snow storm to reach Chatham a drive of over 90 miles, before a special store closes .\u00a0 The owner, a pleasant … <\/p>\n
\n<\/span><\/span>\u00a0For me, it’s driving over the Sagamore Bridge in an unusual heavy snow storm to reach Chatham a drive of over 90 miles, before a special store closes .\u00a0 The owner, a pleasant women,\u00a0 was getting ready to secure the doors over an hour early due to weather, when I explained what I was here for. She smiled and whispered with a friendly grin, “come in”.\u00a0 You must have someone special at home to drive in this weather under these circumstances and for so many miles. I didn’t have to answer, she saw my reply in my eyes.\u00a0 As she packaged my treasure, she wished me a safe trip back.\u00a0 I said Happy Holidays, and she replied back the same. As I was walking out the door, she explained how she was suppose to close earlier in the day but lost track of time.\u00a0 I was glad she didn’t.<\/p>\n