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I am 84, and until recently I drove my own car. This
incident occurred a few months before I quit
driving.
I was going into town and was just turning onto
one of the main streets when my left front tire went
flat. I got the wheel off after a struggle and was try
ing to lift the spare into place when a voice behind
me said, "Let me do that, Dad."
There stood a tall young man who had come from
across the street. I thanked him and, while I rolled
the flat to a nearby service station, he began putting
on the spare.
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jack was neatly put away in the trunk. But my
benefactor had gone on his way without even giving
me his name. Rev. A. Edrington, Muncie, Ind.
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married, the priest
Before my husband and I were
who gave us our instructions
stressed the importance of sharing, especially the
little things. "It's important," he said, "even if one of
you just tells the other you saw a dog with a long tail."
Some time after we were settled down my husband
came home from work one evening, but I was too
busy with dinner to pay him much attention. He
slipped his arm around me and whispered in my ear,
"I saw a dog with a long tail today."
It brought back everything the priest told us about
marriage, and it has become our private little joke
ever since, always drawing us closer together. Mrs.
J.W., Grand Rapids, Mich.
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. . . the kallikaks in my town live a
long time. They have herds of children.
They're as harmless as the light patter
of rain. It's simply that they're a little
short of brains.
In the sociology books, the Kallikaks
and the Jukes arc the John Does of
the study of feeble-mindedness repro
ducing itself. Science shows that the
tendency, travels on and on from
generation to generation and science
furrows its brow over the problem.
In our town, we do, too. One of our
Kallikaks is 75 and delivers groceries
on a bicycle. He looks like a corpora
tion president snowy white hair and
an air of genteel determination. But in
his eyes is the emptiness of the blue
beyond.
Another Kallikak, the grocery boy's
granddaughter, became a mail-order
bride. The last we heard, she'd had five
or six or seven children, each innocent
of any I.Q.
The Kallikaks have lived in our
town for generations. Some of them
work and some of them don't. Some
live in squalor and some on the icy
edge of poverty. At Thanksgiving and
Christmas, our good folk take them
great baskets of turkey and cranberries
and outgrown clothes, neatly washed
and mended.
The Kallikaks don't always seem
properly grateful, but we feel better
in church on Sunday for having made
the effort.
Every town has its Kallikaks. The
welfare agencies and the planned
parenthood groups wring their hands
over them and some of us poke fun at
them and some kind hearts are filled
with pity.
We do what we can and then we sit
back and wash our hands of them.
What good are they? None at all to
society, none at all to history, none at
all to progress.
But sometimes they have the curious
effect of making the rest cf us just a
little better than we were before.
State-
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