Beth Fanta and I were sitting in Bestor Plaza when we heard this sharp scraping sound. We turned to see a woman dragging what was once a small, wheeled shopping cart along the sidewalk, only now, it was without wheels. The sight made both of us pause in our tracks. I got to thinking about what life is like when the wheels come off. I certainly had the best of intentions to keep my blog going over the summer – but then the wheels came off. Too much to do, too little time, too many competing demands. I thank God for the KDS members who offered a helping hand, a word of encouragement or showed me the many ways in which our work was bearing fruit. The wheels are once again fixed in place and on we roll!

Christine Dawson
President

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