Life is not measured by the breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath.
The red marble story.
I noticed a small boy delicate of bone and feature ragged but clean hungrily looking at a basket of freshly picked green peas.
The moral of this story.
Petersen this story first appeared in the october 1975 ensign magazine one day mr.
Positive featured inspirational story june 25 2006 to july 29 2006.
During the waning years of the depression in a small southwestern idaho community i used to stop by mr.
The story is told of a man whom the store owner mr.
Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me.
We will not be remembered by our words but by our kind deeds.
When they come back with their red marbles and they always do he decides he doesn t like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one when they come on their next trip to the store i left the store smiling to myself impressed with this man.
T hree red marbles by w.
When they come back with their red marbles and they always do he decides he doesn t like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one when they come on their next trip to the store.
Food and money were still extremely scarce and bartering was used extensively.
Miller s roadside stand for farm fresh produce as the season made it available.
Three red marbles by w.
Resting underneath were three exquisitely shiny red marbles.
When they come back with their red marbles and they always do he decides he doesn t like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one when they come on their next trip to the store i left the store smiling to myself impressed with this man.
Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me.
Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas apples tomatoes or whatever.
When they come back with their red marbles and they always do he decides he doesn t like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one when they come on their next trip to the store.
One particular day mr.
Petersen this story first appeared in the october 1975 ensign magazine.
Miller was bagging some potatoes for.
Barbara miller was bagging some early potatoes for me.
This man noticed a small boy who he described as hungrily apprising a basket of freshly picked green peas he said he was delicate to the bone and feature ragged but clean.