“A view from the bridge.” A short story that sheds a bit of hope even within the most unsympathetic person. Cherokee Paul McDonald, the writer of this story was given that light and hope. Within a confident stride, he comes up to a bridge and while passing by a kid yells “Hey, mister? Would you help me, please?” Although this little boy shattered his “jogger’s concentration,” peculiarly enough he stopped. This implies that the author felt the notion to pause, meaning a significant impact waiting to happen further in the story. He and the child stimulate a vast amount of dialogue. From the moment the child called to him until the end when the boy says, “Someday I’m gonna catch a sailfish and a blue marlin and a giant tuna and all those big
