September 1, 2011 | Filed under: News | Posted by:
Article by WN.com Correspondent Dallas Darling. It was what you would call a “chance” meeting, one that emotionally disrupts your sense of normalcy and complacency. A slurred, broken voice called out, “Do you… uh… remember…me?” Sadly I did not, but I should have. The young man was a former student who had just graduated from school. Like his father, he went to work in the oil fields. Standing before me though, was not a vibrant young man but someone who was in physical pain, someone who had a distant look, someone who you could tell had been injured. After a short time, he told me how he fell and suffered severe injuries while working on an oil rig at sea. Almost apologetically, he…
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