Andrew Ward
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Professor, producer, and joyful creator with particular emphasis on experiences of those marginalized. Committed to connecting my adopted city to the world, leaving the planet a better place than I found it and having a good time doing it!
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Slender sky-blue halos round gaping jet black pupils. “Our ways are not God’s ways,” Bishop Amos Yoder cleared his throat and, staring at his feet, continued his eulogy, “Young Samuel on his scooter had only a half mile to go yet. Then he’d be at his great uncle’s farm, yeah.” The congregation, all beards and bonnets nodded. “Samuel then, his time had come. And that milk truck rolled him down. And it was done. Nothing anyone at the children’s hospital could do. It is finished.”
By Andrew Ward5 years ago in Humans
