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Jul 2015
I am not a hero, I do not work for any pay. I will never perform in a grand theater, but what I do is important anyway. Whether laying  bricks to bring clean water or teaching someone how to plant a field, I give my all to what I do. There are no medals for what I give nor do I ask any accolades. My days are often filled with dreary work and I am tired at the end of the day. What I have to offer isn't for sale, it is something money cannot buy. I bring my heart and caring when I volunteer to help others I give of my love my life and my time.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  57/M/Atlanta Georgia
(57/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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