This week at the soup kitchen was pretty normal. There weren’t quite as many people there for lunch, but it as still full in the dining area. First, two bigger guys came in; one I had seen before and one I hadn’t. They used the elevator, which means they came in through the church. This made Dot a little upset because they obviously could walk fine. I noticed right away where they sat, since they had somehow gotten in a few minutes before everyone else. They sat in the seats there a few of the younger people usually sit, I was nervous for this man sitting in the seat normally used by big strong guy. When the rest came down, I watched to see if there would be any interaction between the two. The regular guy came down and looked at the other guy, he looked a little upset, but he didn’t say anything and then moved to a different table where his friends followed, leaving the two elevator guys with a table to themselves. We served the food and I was happy to say that everyone who wanted one got a nice piece of pie, something I’m sure they all deserve after long days.