Bennet Cerf relates this touching story
about a bus that was bumping along
a back road in the south.
- In one seat a wispy old man sat holding a bunch of fresh flowers.
- Across the aisle was a young girl whose eyes came back again and again to the man's flowers.
The time came for the old man to get off.
- Impulsively he thrust the flowers into the girl's lap. "I can see you love the flowers," he explained, "and I think my wife would like for you to have them. I'll tell her I gave them to you."
The girl accepted the flowers, then watched the old man get off the bus and walk through the gate of a small cemetery
chicken soup for the soul