The Basket Lady
In the school of life’s lessons 101, Basket Lady got a surprise pop quiz on, of all days, May 1 as I drove up Rt. 2 feeling relaxed after a therapeutic massage from Irene Haynes whose office is at the Gregory Inn. A few minutes after I left the parking lot and headed just before the Region 9 Vocational School, the back end of the red truck suddenly began to shake like a 6.0 earthquake and the truck was fish-tailing but somehow, I managed to pull over to the side of the road a few feet from the Region 9 drive-way.
After my nerves were somewhat settled, I got out of the truck and walked over to inspect the back wheel on the passenger side; and to my amazement, the wheel was tattered like a large block of shredded cheese.
At first, I couldn’t believe my eyes but then it dawned on me that I was safe, the rim was intact, and I just needed to make a call for roadside assistance. I got back in to the truck to look for my cell phone when I realized that I had left it at home. Okay, not to worry, I thought, I’ll just walk up to the VIP and ask for their help but again, I didn’t wear any socks and the shoes that I had on certainly weren’t made for walking.
How ironic I thought, here it is, May-Day and I don’t have a cell phone, a pair of socks, or a white flag to wave, but at least I’m not in an airplane flying over the Bermuda triangle lost at sea with no means of communication with the outside world when, lo and behold, the wise words of my Grandmother Burdette began to echo, "Life’s lessons are our dearest teachers."
About five minutes passed while I pondered the true or false answers to my life’s pop quiz, when a fella drove up in a White Way truck and called Adley’s Road Service for me and requested a tow to their garage and a delightful lady at Adley’s named Julian, I think, assured me that someone would come to my aid ASAP.
A fella named Shaun, his wife and two young daughters were out for an early evening’s drive up to McDonald’s when his wife suggested that I may need help, so he pulled over and for at least 30 minutes tried to figure out where the jack and the tools were and I wasn’t any help at all because I didn’t know until he read the manual that they were shoved underneath the back seat held in place by a plastic thingamajig that didn’t want to turn.
Shaun didn’t lose his patience for a moment nor did his wife and two girls while he worked to free the tools only to be stymied by four poles that had to be assembled in order to get the spare tire from underneath the truck. Luckily, the mechanic guy from Adley’s came to our rescue and within a few minutes, had the spare tire on and life was good again.
Shaun wore a green “I am lucky” t-shirt and I commented to him that I didn’t feel so lucky but that was a slip-up on my part because later on, I realized that I was a very lucky person and that every day kindness angels came to my rescue.
In my life’s lesson 101, on that day, I learned the importance of paying attention; and to bring my cell phone at all times, to wear socks for walking, and to ask for help when I need it. My Grandmother Burdette would probably say that even though I wasn’t well prepared that I passed the pop quiz because I answered yes when the earthly angels came to my aid and that I am, indeed, a lucky person.
Thank you to the following every day kindness angels for your assistance:
Adley’s Road Service, Shaun and family, The White Way fella, Adley’s front office manager, Byron Ouellette, Jake's Garage Pam Kaubris, Lori Grassette, Penny angel, Two anonymous angels, Davis Florist, and Marge Cissel.
Kindness not only counts but it adds up! We miss your kindness every day, Dot Sanchas! Until then, smile and live in the present.