Thatís good RDB, I tend to be a soft touch myself.
It is a cruel world. However, individual people are not cruel.
I remember in hungry days how painful it was to pass restaurant windows and watch people inside eating.
Iím sure that if I asked them for help, they would have fed me. I was too proud for that. It was a loss for me, and for them. So I made use of garbage cans.
There is always a way.
You did good. Iím sure, whatever her circumstances, that somewhere out there, Janette sometimes remembers your kindness. Janette was a lot of fun to play with, wasn't she?
God bless them indeed.