Have you ever heard of St. Vincent's Soup Kitchen in Germantown?
Well, my old school ran community service trips down there for the 7th and 8th graders.
While there, we saw people who were at the point that life was a day to day struggle. In some cases, their meal at the soup kitchen was their only meal for the day. The worst was the children... so innocent, yet born into the wrong place at the wrong time. We would bring two things up there: ourselves and baskets upon baskets of soap donated by the parish. Such a small gift, and yet those people were quietly more thankful than anyone I've seen before.
Now I can' help but compare the two. People who have nothing v. people who were able to write a good story for a television show.
Life does not always favor the deserving.