I saw her on Cherry St., in Macon, GA. Two years ago I would not have had the courage to approach her. But with ~200 strangers under my belt, I walked up to her wheelchair, introduced myself, and asked if I could take her picture. She was at first quietly inspecting me, considering her response. Suddenly she made her decision, shook her head 'yes', and it was if we were old buddies.
Georgia Mae was born and raised in Macon. Her speech was peppered with religious phrases. As I was about to walk away, she profusely wished me good luck, a good day, and 'God Blessed' me. After that, how could the day NOT turn out well?