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  • Today on the bus I met a guy named James. He wore a baseball cap and carried a military backpack. He was on his way to work. He's a driver for a nonprofit organization, delivering meals to people battling AIDS, cancer, and other serious illnesses. Most are isolated and in the last stretch of life. When he knocks on their door with food in hand, they are hungry for someone to talk to.

    He likes his job because he impacts them, and also because they impact him. Seeing suffering, he says, has made him more empathetic -- a quality, he adds, that is usually perceived as feminine. He also tells me that men use 70 percent of their brain capacity, whereas women use 90 percent. I smile.

    I don't think he would appreciate it if I posted his picture.
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