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When I was around 13, after school my mother would keep me locked out of the house until she got home. I don't know if she didn't trust me with a key, or just didn't trust me in the home alone. So I'd just wander around the neighborhood all day, hungry and bored. Not starving or anything, but you know, after school, you were hungry.
Anyway, there was this kind old lady I met one day, she was feeding these dogs and having some trouble with them (they were knocking stuff over, banging into her, etc) so I helped her feed them and we talked. Then she gave me some cake, it was the best. For a long time, maybe 8 months or so, while we still lived there anyway, I would visit her after school and help her with her dogs and she would feed me and we'd talk about books and stuff.
I remember she had a lot of animals because strays would show up and she'd feed them. I didn't 'get' this at the time, now I see I too was a stray in some ways. Anyway, I'm 17 years older now. And I realized today that I can't remember her name. Or if I ever really knew it. I SHOULD have, but I can't remember it. She's just a nice old smiling face in my memory.
I just wanted to tell someone I guess. She was a really nice lady who touched me in my youth. I feel bad that we moved away and I never saw her again. I hope I was able to say goodbye, and I hope she enjoyed my visits as much as I did.