Long ago, in the Winter Kingdom of Wisconsin, I had to drive out in the country to see some one. It was mostly summer homes and not many people around. My car rounded the corner of the road and went right into a snow bank, deeply! I uttered a few words, then got out of the car, looked down the road and saw a farm! Well, Whoopee. It was a good walk, but I could do it.
Just as I started out, an old, beat up pick-up pulled up. A very rough looking guy got out of it, went back to the bed of the truck and pulled out a big shovel! He never said a word, and started in shoveling. The snow flew!!! First one side, then the other until I could see I was almost ready to go. All the time I am talking to him, I tell him I have no cash, but I would write him a check and happily pay him for what he did for me. No, no,no he wouldn't take money!
As he was getting ready to leave, he finally looked at me and said
"YOU'DA DONE THE SAME THING FOR ME,
I said, sure I would have and I am more thank grateful! But what was really going on in my mind is that I would have passed him up like a dirty shirt. But God Love Him, all these years later, I still think about him and his kindness. There are angels all over everywhere and we just never know when we will be lucky enough to meet one.
Cheers and hugs,
Jo, Stella and Zkhat
(Stella wasn't there but she would have loved him and his pickup)