location: street sidewalk in Silverlake open to: all
Whenever there was an opportunity to help, Chester stepped in, which was how he found himself selling Girl Scout cookies for his foster daughter while she headed to Bliss with her friends. It was a Saturday and he knew that she wanted to have fun. Of course, it was important to teach children responsibility, but sometimes he couldn’t help be a pushover.
‘Hey there!’ Chester smiled, stood behind two tables pushed together with rows of cookie boxes and a money box. ‘Would you like to buy some cookies? It’s for a good cause.’









