I met two real life heroes yesterday and I never learned their names. I want to thank them, even if it’s in this little piece of cyberspace.
I was in Portland for an appointment, and was walking in the rain when I slipped on a metal plate on the sidewalk. I fell hard and was unable to get up. I have a knee the Army rebuilt during the Vietnam War. That’s to say I’m no spring chicken, and I’m not a fly weight, either. Getting up was serious business. My other knee was already swelling. The rain was falling and I was sitting in a puddle feeling very helpless, holding my knee, crying and rocking back and forth with the pain.
A woman came toward me and I called out for help. She hesitated, then ducked her head deeper under her umbrella, scurried across the street and ran away from me, clearly frightened.
Two teenagers came walking down the sidewalk on the opposite side of the road, chatting away. I called out to them. They didn’t hesitate. They ran across the street to help. One had his arm in a sling, but together they got me on my feet and gingerly taking a few steps. Once they saw I was okay, they were on their way before I had even learned their names.
Whoever you were, thank you for coming to the aid of a hurting woman crying in the rain. You are my heroes. May many blessings always be with you in your lives. May there always be a hero near by when you need one.
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