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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;Daggarjon, post: 229723, member: 4230&quot;]My story is from long ago when i was a young kid. I hung out at the local boys club as my single mom had to work. I collected cents because i was jobless <img src="styles/default/xenforo/clear.png" class="mceSmilieSprite mceSmilie1" alt=":)" unselectable="on" unselectable="on" /> and they were easily found. There was an older boy who showed up one day. I dont know his age, but he had hair on his chest (i knew this from the pool when we all went swimming). His name was Robbie. Robbie was deaf and mute, he couldnt speak. Me, Robbie and another boy, carl, all became friends. We would play pool, swim or play different games in the gym. One day i was talking to carl about some cents i found, he didnt collect and found no point it other then saving enough to get a quarter so he could buy candy. Robbie saw us talking and wanted to see the cents i had with me. He seemed very interested. Even though communication was extremely difficult, we would examine coins almost daily for a month or so. I would bring in some of my cuplicates for him, to get him started on his own collection. We really liked the coins i gave him,and would get so excited. Although Robbie was alder, he was a child at heart, and maybe mentally as well. But i really liked him. One day when we were playing, he cupped the right side of my face in his hand and just looked at me for a moement. I didnt think anything of it, but when i asked my mother about it (she is a social worker and works with the mentaly ill) she told me alot of deaf people who arent able to speak, do that as a sign of affection. I thought that was kind of cool. Shortly after, Robbie stopped coming to the club. At first i thought maybe he was sick like with the flu or something. Then i thought maybe he broke his legg or something. The i stopped thinking. a month or 2 later, the director called me down to his office, i thought i was in so much trouble. When i got to his office, there was a man and a woman i had never seen before. Jim, the director, told me to have a seat. It was very somber in the office, i was scarred. I really thought i was in so much trouble for somethign i had done. Jim started to explain to me, that the man and woman was Robbies mother and uncle. It seems that a month or so earlier, Robbie was in a car that was in a serious accident. Robbie and his father died. His mom wanted to come talk to me, because she wanted to tell me how Robbie was always excited when he got home on the days we talked coins. She had with her, what i know was a whitman folder (at least i think it was, it had that look). She showed me how he would put the coins in the slots. I saw Robbie had found other coins that i hadnt given him, and put them in some of the vacant slots. She told me that she really wanted to give them back to me, but asked if she could keep them because it would help her to rememebr the smile he had when playing with his &#039;pennies&#039; (her words, not mine). Being so young, it happened so fast, so much was being said to me. I dont remeber what i said, or if i said anything. I do know i was crying. The only thing i remember after that, was that she gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. The man shook my hand and said thank you. and they left. Jim let me stay in his office for most of the day after that. And this time i wasnt in trouble. </p><p><br /></p><p>Robbie really was a good kid (man?) <img src="styles/default/xenforo/clear.png" class="mceSmilieSprite mceSmilie1" alt=":)" unselectable="on" unselectable="on" />[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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