The Day I Bought Food for Poor Kids — Woo’s World
School was out and there I was at McDonald's letting my grandchildren play in the playground. There was a young family there with four young boys so wild the parents couldn't keep up with them.
The toddler kept coming by offering up his fat little hand and wiggling his fingers, begging for french fries. His parents would come by and gather him up and apologize. But there was something not quite right about this situation.



