I’ve been getting into trouble for years. I didn’t want to get into trouble. And I didn’t mean to get into trouble. But that’s the way it’s always been.
In 1964, at the age of 18, I went to Kirkby, Liverpool to spend a year as a Community Service Volunteer.
I arrived as a schoolboy, in a school blazer, tie and flannels. I spent my time there helping old people and working with an army of teenage school-children. I organised groups of teenagers to tidy gardens, paint flats and do shopping for lonely, housebound people. Nine months later, I had seen more of life than I’d seen…
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Source: Dr Vernon Coleman - MB ChB DSc Read the original article here: https://vernoncoleman.org/
