So, I went
back to the pharmacy to get my meds today along with a few things we needed for
the house. I asked the driver on bus 5
if the old man was still getting shaken down when she came back around, and she
said HE STILL WAS…OMG! She said after
that he’d gone to she bus shelter and dumped his trash all over it and that he
was just plain rude, she said he wasn’t right in the head.
Anyway,
after I did what I had to do in the store, I went to the stop. No, no old crip man was heading that way this
time. But, this gentlemen came to wait
for the bus after he got off work. I didn’t
get his name, I sorry, Guy. He was
telling me about his tours of duty. They
touched me.
One that
really got to me was when he told me he and his crew were walking the streets
of a country when he came on the two kids crouched on the road picking what the
crew thought was dirt and eating it. The
approached the kids asking them why they were eating dirt.
“It’s bread
crumbs.”
The guys
looked and saw dirt. The oldest kid
picked one up and gave it to the guy. It
was bread.
The kid
explained he was teaching his younger brother how to find the crumbs the bakery
dumps out. They’d been on their own
since their folks’d been killed.
From then
on, the guy, who always carried extra rations, would share those extra rations
with the kids while he was there.
There was
more to the story, but I’m going to leave that thought hanging for you guys to
think about that.
Be good to
each other.
-J-
Great story Jason. Glad it wasn't the nutty guy, but someone with a good story to share.
ReplyDeleteMe too, that guy shook me. I'd try to help again, because that's who I am, but...
DeleteI was floored listening to his stories. I knew I had to commit it to memory to share it. We try to help people with Two Feet Below. It's nice to be taught by people as well. Thanks for reading, Michael.