The Perfect Birthday

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The Perfect Birthday

Leagha looked up after seeing her tip and reading the note. “Are you serious?” We assured her we were. “I’m going to have to head back to the kitchen before I start to cry!” she said with big eyes. 

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After Hours

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After Hours

She told us how she recently had to have surgery on her wrist for carpal tunnel. The healing process would take six months. She showed us the cast on her arm. The job working at her Dad's general store was mostly to pass the time, she said.

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Looking Ahead

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Looking Ahead

It’s a new year for us at Project Wildness and we have some exciting, new developments in the works! The summer of 2016 culminated with us covering another 15,000 miles across 32 states totaling 20 unique stories of kindness. Can 2017 top that? We think so!

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The Rising Tide

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The Rising Tide

We took turns introducing Project Wildness and our mission – Good Inspires Good. Greetings and handshakes lead to stories and conversations. One person said, “You always hear about things like this, but never expect it to happen to you.” Another commented, “You picked the perfect place to do this. All the locals love this place. Every year the owners threaten to retire, but we won’t let them!”

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The Singing Security Guard

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The Singing Security Guard

By picking up extra shifts on holidays, weekends, and nights James has set aside money to build his own recording studio in his home. “I just wish I could be an artist full time,” James said. This was our cue. Nate handed over a bill and said, “We want to help you get a little closer to your dream. Use this on your boys or whatever you see fit.”

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The Omelet Shoppe

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The Omelet Shoppe

The first driver placed his ticket on the counter with his phone to his ear. “Your meals are paid for,” the young lady told him. He looked at her with a furrowed brow, paused, and then spoke into his phone, “Hey, can I call you back?” He flashed his confused look around the restaurant and looked back to his server. “Wait, what? Are you joking?” he asked. “Not at all. It’s been paid for,” she told the man with a smile.

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The Dancin' Man

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The Dancin' Man

“Enjoying life, huh?” Nate asked. “I’m livin’ the dream but it ain’t mine,” Steve replied. “I’m just not sure whose it is, but it ain’t mine!” he joked. A long laugh burst through Steve’s perpetual smile. “Well, it seems like you’re enjoying it while you’re at it,” Nate said. “You got to!” Steve said with big eyes. “If you don’t, life sucks! Right?”

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Coffee For Marty

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Coffee For Marty

There are three things that Marty truly loves – trees, conversation, and coffee. Over a short period of time we learned quite a lot about Marty’s dreams and goals – how she wanted to improve her motel and, “…attract nice people like you guys.” Marty also shared stories about her family as well as some tales of her more unusual guests. As we pulled out of the parking lot one thing was apparent – Marty was a character, but few people are as genuine as her. 

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A Wrong Turn In Exactly the Right Direction

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A Wrong Turn In Exactly the Right Direction

We looked at each other with wide eyes and dropped jaws as LouAnne continued talking. Her voice seemed distant for a minute as we processed what we’d just heard. Nate shook his head in disbelief and his eyes welled up for a second. “Wait, your granddaughter was born with a congenital heart defect?” Nate asked.

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Kentucky Busking

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Kentucky Busking

Nate approached the street light musician and asked, “Have you had any luck?” The musician replied, “No, not really.” He adjusted the guitar strap a bit as if he were shifting a heavy burden on his back. “A few cars have gone by, but nothing yet.” He gently placed the well-aged instrument back in its case – seemingly held together by hundreds of stickers. “Do you need anything?” Nate asked, gesturing toward the gas station.

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An Hour with Leon

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An Hour with Leon

Leon looked big and well built. Mid-30s. He had dark eyes that reflected the little bit of low light left hanging on to the evening. “How you doing?” Nate asked. Leon looked up from his spot on the patio. With a pensive look at the floor and then back at us, he answered, “Umm… Not too well.” Leon returned a Black & Mild to his lips and inhaled slowly. We sat down next to him.

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United States Marine Corps Birthday Ball

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United States Marine Corps Birthday Ball

After what was probably the most thorough car wash we have ever seen, we paid what we thought the wash was worth. Based on the Marine’s response that was the biggest bill they had received all day. In their eyes we might have overpaid, but from our perspective, we could never pay them enough for all they do and all that they sacrifice. 

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Linda's Bake Sale

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Linda's Bake Sale

“We don’t need change. We want to help you get to New York,” Nate said. Linda was silent for a second and then a single tear rolled down her cheek. She seemed stunned but came out from behind the table. “Can I give you a hug?” she asked. More tears. Her embrace was honest and expressed an unspoken deep appreciation. “Thank you. Just thank you,” she finished.

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Off the Menu Special

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Off the Menu Special

Being part of this community was inspiring to say the least. As we struggled to eat our massive portions of delectable food, Shane turned to Nate and said, “I think we should pay all the open tabs in this place.” With a mouth full of shrimp PoBoy, Nate could only nod in agreeance. Debra, one of the cooks, met Shane at the cash register and asked, “Are the two sandwiches together?” Shane replied, “Yes they are, and I’d also like to pay for everyone else’s tabs as well.” Debra looked at Shane with bewilderment and in a soft, southern drawl said, “Excuse me?” Shane repeated his request with a smile to which Debra could only say, “Well that is the nicest thing I have ever seen.”

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Spare Some Change

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Spare Some Change

In a short walk down 6th Street, we brushed elbows with more tattooed, cooler than us 20-somethings than we’d seen since Portland, their hair perfectly unkempt and clothes just vintage enough. But just as prominent as the Austin hipster was a group of people just as noticeable but less advertised: Austin’s homeless.

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World Refugee Day

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World Refugee Day

But one particular Dallas experience couldn’t have aligned itself better with some of our donors’ requests. Kelsey and Jonathan share a passion for service and actively volunteer with the International Rescue Committee (IRC), an organization that responds to humanitarian crises and helps those involved return to lives of safety and opportunity. We also happened to visit Dallas just days before World Refugee Day, and Kelsey invited us to join them at an IRC-sponsored celebration event.

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