The Time I Came In Last

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JD, who is fifty, is our special needs volunteer. He arrives faithfully at the charity thrift store every day, dropped off by a van that ushers people like him from group homes to volunteer jobs or day care facilities. It’s his responsibility to greet donors and sign donation receipts.

He’s one of the most gregarious people I’ve ever met. He knows so many people that I tell him he should run for mayor. Names and faces…