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I met an Angel Today
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Alias    Posted 04-26-2004 at 19:12:00       [Reply]  [No Email]
I was broke down on Red Hill Road in Southern York County, Pa. today. A wheel came off a trailor I was towing for an Amish Farmer. When we got out to fix the problem, it started raining right smartly. After a few minutes, a very nice young woman came along and offered assistance. So, I went with here back to the farm where we'd picked up the trailor for some tools. As we drove back to my truck, I told her how grateful I was for her help. But, I cautioned her about offering rides to strangers. Then she said, I wasn't going to stop but god made me do it. When I tried to pay her for her kindness, she waved it off and wouldn't take a cent. And, so, today I came face to face with a real life Angel. Her name is Jane and I told her to look for me here at Country Life. So, Jane, if you find this posting, let me know. And, thanks again.....Alias

mud    Posted 04-27-2004 at 04:40:18       [Reply]  [No Email]
thank you for sharing that. many good souls out there.

i was pulling 9500# when my fuel filter got clogged. it was 2:00 am. a fella stopped and saw me there a holdin this poor filter. he just grinned at me and climbed into the back of his pickup. he had a can of carburetor cleaner. sprayed the filter, then i soaked it in diesel and stuck back in the truck. fired right up and got me back to the farm, nearly 200 miles.
he wouldn't take a dime, but he sure liked my flashlight and asked where i bought it. when he pulled off i tossed that flashlight into the bed of his truck. sure would have liked to see his face when he found it...

KellyGa    Posted 04-26-2004 at 19:54:44       [Reply]  [No Email]
Yes Jane, thanks very much for helping a good man out.

One time my younger sister saw a young black woman stranded on the side of I75, a very very busy highway that goes into Atlanta. Nobody seemed to be stopping to help the lady, so Erin stopped and got out of her vehicle. As she approached the woman, she said she could tell the woman became uneasy. When she got to the woman, she asked her if she needed a ride to somewhere to call a tow or a ride or whatever. The woman hesitated, and seemed unesy about accepting the ride from Erin. Erin could tell the lady was uneasy about riding with a stranger, much less a white woman, and I say this, because the woman mentioned, after they got on their way, that she appreciated the help, but was surprised she stopped and helped, and she said quite frankly, she thought white people would be afraid to stop for a black, but in fact admitted she was afraid of Erin, because she was white and stopping to actually help, she hoped, but was distrusting.

Erin said she was glad to help, and she hoped that she changed the ladys mind about white folks, that we arent so bad. :)

Chas in Me    Posted 04-26-2004 at 19:29:25       [Reply]  [No Email]
They're out there. Kinda makes your day when you meet one.

DD    Posted 04-26-2004 at 19:16:15       [Reply]  [No Email]
Awww, that kinda stuff does your heart good don't it? Jane, THANKS for helping out one of the good guys : )

Alias    Posted 04-26-2004 at 19:22:49       [Reply]  [No Email]
DD, you're so kind. You could make an old man Blush. ....gfp

j    Posted 05-04-2004 at 20:58:14       [Reply]  [No Email]

DD    Posted 04-26-2004 at 19:26:30       [Reply]  [No Email]
There's nothing wrong with that is there? ; )

DD    Posted 04-26-2004 at 19:32:52       [Reply]  [No Email]
And you know my favorite quote: Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away : )

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