I'm not american, so I never heard about this gentleman before, but his story touched me, I would like very much if you read it too...
"These things come to us, they don't come from us, he writes about his cancer, about sickness, on another Post-it note. Dreams come from us."
"There is no need to pity me, he writes on a scrap of paper one afternoon after someone parting looks at him a little sadly. Look how happy I am."
A great read, a great man
By Chris Jones
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