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            A picnic to remember 
		
		 
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            [June 15, 2017]  
			
			It 
			was the kind of picnic he’d remember for quite a while, he knew. It 
			didn’t take place at the village park, where folks would normally 
			go, but down along Lewis Creek. There weren’t any tables there, or 
			fire rings, or restrooms. It was just a grassy patch down along the 
			creek. 
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			 But when the Delgado family invited him to the picnic, he 
			accepted and bought some soda pop for the kids. Jaime Delgado spread 
			the blanket out and his wife, Maria, opened the basket. 
			 
			The kids were called back from tossing rocks in the creek. It was 
			almost like having a family of his own. He hadn’t had one for years 
			now, and, at 35, he missed having someone in his life. But he just 
			didn’t know what to say to people. 
			 
			He wanted to, but every time he tried to join the conversation, he 
			locked up. This made it very difficult to get to know people, of 
			course, but he kept trying. He went to counseling once. But only 
			once. She was a nice lady, but she kept asking personal questions, 
			and he decided he didn’t really want to answer them. 
			 
			It had cost him $75, but at least he could cross that off his list. 
			It wasn’t for him. But what really was for him? 
			
			
			  
			Ever since he was in high school, he had had nightmares about having 
			to stand up and talk to the class. And he never had. The teachers 
			didn’t understand and gave him low grades accordingly, but at least 
			at the home they didn’t bother him about it. 
			 
			“Enjoying yourself?” Maria asked him. He smiled and nodded. 
			 
			“Have another sandwich. There’s plenty.” 
			 
			He looked at her and said “Thank you.” 
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			Why was that so hard? 
			 
			“New in town, right?” Jaime asked. He nodded. 
			 
			“Well, you’ll make friends soon enough. It’s nice having you here. 
			What’s your name?” 
			 
			He swallowed, then said, “Richard.” 
			 
			“Here’s to Richard,” said Maria, raising her bottle of soda. 
			 
			Yes. It was the kind of picnic he’d remember for a long time. 
			[Text from file received from 
			Slim Randles] 
			 
			
			  
			Ol' Jimmy Dollar 
			is Slim Randles' first children's book.  The book is for kids 
			K-3rd grades and is even better when parents read it with children. 
			Ol' Jimmy Dollar makes for sweet dreams and if you have a dog 
			even better.  Available now on Amazon. 
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