Everybody has a story.  It is true.

Why… just on this day…. I talked with an entire slew of people… each with a different story.

From the direct descendant of a Chickamauga Cherokee Indian who had a joyful heart …. to a young boy who’s favorite president was Abraham Lincoln, because Abe helped free the slaves….. to a Trapeze Artist who loved to fly.

I learned stories about people who had been in prison, others who painted old cars, some who knew all about wild animals, and still others who sang in a choir.

I met people who knew how to do things… like make cotton candy, run restaurants,  and construct balloon animals while on stilts.

There were people who just wanted to talk about how good ice-cream tastes, and others who liked historical stories.

And… there were a lot of people helping people.  Which is probably the best story of all.

Yes… each person had something to say…. about something.   I learned a lot… just by listening.

So.  No matter what YOUR story is…. it is good and worthy and true.  They are the words in your heart and you know them.  Live those stories well….  and someone will learn from them.  From you.

And above all…. eat ice cream.  On stilts… if you feel up for it.

“Really great people make you feel that you, too, can become great.” –   Mark Twain