Last night I went to the Dallas Volunteer Attorney Program free legal clinic in Garland. On the way there, I stopped for a Subway sandwich. The family of four in front of me sought to make the most of their sandwich customization. Meanwhile, the woman behind the counter induced a young man to make further payments. Her exasperation suggested to me that perhaps his credit card got rejected, or some other thing. Nonetheless, notwithstanding a slight feeling of exasperation over the delay for all this to occur, my time from arrival to sandwich proved reasonable.
We comprised three intake volunteers. We met collectively with 42 clients. I arrived at 6:30 p.m. and worked until 9:30 p.m. I told the helpful woman who runs the clinic, a paralegal named Carmen, that I will see her next month. She serves to encourage people like me, telling me "you're the best". I wish I were the best.
I walked in the morning in Shawnee Park, at Noon in Heritage Park, and in the evening in Bradfield Park. We begin to enter the part of the Summer when sightings are fewer, but the butterflies and dragonflies compensate.
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