by Anita Mondragon
The other day, our family was on our way to the grocery store. We had no sooner turned the corner, and Mike and I saw a man sprawled out on the grass, his cane lying beside him. Mike stopped, I jumped out and ran over to the man. I thought he was dead! He didn’t twitch a muscle as I approached him. “Sir…Sir! …Can you hear me?” Nothing. I didn’t know if I should touch him, move him, check his pulse…or just leave him alone. Read more…