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The Lady in Holmby Park
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“Oh Jesus. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, dear God, for caring for this dog and this man.”

Hulk stood for a second, then took direction and wobbled away, looking a little like John Wayne in his lopsided but determined gait to get somewhere. “Thank you, Jesus,” she said with a smile that started in her heart.

“Thank you, Jesus.” Hulk stopped. He looked back at us, at her, looking directly into her eyes in that serious, penetrating way of his.We all stood there, held in that lovely green park in a lovely soft moment.

Ah, Jesus, she was beautiful, my lady in the park, Christ, she was sweet! How I loved her goodness and how happy I felt for her joy.

We were profoundly different. We were essentially alike.

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This article first appeared in The Bark,
Issue 51: Nov/Dec 2008
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