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Sometimes encounters with strangers stay with you. On Friday night while Rick and I were down town for a much needed Valentine’s date night, we met a scruffy looking man in a wheel chair as we entered a corner market. He was having trouble wheeling his way through the door and Rick stopped to help him.
“Oh thank you! Thank you!” he exclaimed with genuine appreciation in his voice…almost an amazed tone. Perhaps he isn’t offered help very often. He then proceeded to tell us about the reason he was in a wheel chair; he had lost his leg as a Marine during the Vietnam war and it was apparent from his voice and the look in his eyes that the reality of his disability still lay heavily on his mind. “It’s so hard,” he continued. “I just try to make ends meet day by day.”
With the obvious pitiful situation he must live in since losing his leg and the thanks he gave Rick for helping him, I decided to ask him if there was anything we could buy for him. We were going into the store anyways after all. The critical side of me expected him to ask for a bottle of bear or something. To our utter surprise, he said, “I would love to be able to get some flowers for my boss lady (his landlord)!”
We wheeled him over to the outdoor flower stands and helped him pick out some cheery tulips. “I want flowers for my boss lady,” he kept repeating. With just a few extra dollars spent, we hopefully made someones evening just a little brighter!
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