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An Act of Kindness

2020-05-23       

I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard
box filled with photos and glassware.

'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.

She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her.. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.'

'Oh, you're such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive
through downtown?'

'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly..

'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued in a soft voice..'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired.Let's go now'.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

'How much do I owe you?' She asked, reaching into her purse.

'Nothing,' I said

'You have to make a living,' she answered.

'There are other passengers,' I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.

'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said. 'Thank you.'

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.It was the sound of the closing of a life..

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk.What if that woman had gotten an angry driver,or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.

We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY
WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID ~BUT~THEY WILL
ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM
FEEL.

At the bottom of this great story was a request to forward this - I deleted that request because if you have read to this point, you won't have to be asked to pass it along you just will...
Thank you, my friend...

Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.


Piggies Under Cover

2020-05-16       
Some mornings you just want something light and quick but yet different to make for breakfast.  This recipe is a favorite among my family and it is a no brainer to prepare.

Piggies Under Cover

Items Needed:
1 can of your favorite biscuits (I prefer the buttermilk kind with 10 in the can)
1 package of cocktail smoked sausages ( I use the 14 ounce package, as it usually yields about 38-40 sausages)
Cooking spray (I use Pam original spray)
Tin foil
Cookie Sheet 
Kitchen Scissors or Sharp Knife ( I prefer the kitchen scissors - quicker and safer )

Preheat oven to 400 degrees

Line your cookie sheet with tin foil and lightly spray with cooking spray.  After opening your can of biscuits, cut each biscuit into 4 pieces (yielding about 40 pieces total)

Press a biscuit piece with your thumbs until flat and wrap it around a cocktail smoked sausage. Repeat until all biscuits and sausages are gone.  You might end up with more biscuits than sausages or vice versus.  I normally put my sausages in a bowl and count them before I cut my biscuits and adjust accordingly. 

Place each biscuit covered sausage onto the cookie sheet leaving enough space for the biscuit to expand.

Place in preheated oven and cook for 10-12 minutes. Cooking time depends on your oven and how brown you want your biscuit on the bottom.

Remove from oven and enjoy!

This recipe can be adjusted to prepare any quantity that you wish to cook.