I was reading Margaret Bjornsons last post and I remembered something that happened to me a long time ago when all 3 of my babies were under 6. We lived in lot 67 of the old trailer court in a new trailer and money was scarce, payments on everything; trailercourt rent, mortgage payment, car payment; and then just the cost of groc and utilities with 3 little ones,,,I got a knock on the door about 9 in the morning on a thursday(we usually went groc shopping every friday when Ray got off work so pretty much had nothing in the house that day) and it was a tall thin older guy with a long beard and a funny hat and trenchcoat. He asked if I could spare a bite to eat...I said to him(and I didnt want to cuz I really didnt have anything quick to give him!) just wait a minute and I will see what I have...I went back into the trailer and he sat on the step waiting, I really didnt have anything, couldnt find any lunch meat or anything to make a sandwich so I quickly threw on a fry pan and fried a couple eggs and make him 2 fried egg sandwiches which I put into a plastic bread bag to take out to him...when I gave them to him I apologized and said thats all I could find at the moment and I hoped it would be ok,,He took the bag and smiled so nice at me and said I thank ye kindly young miss, it is the first warm food I will have in my belly for many a day Thank you and god bless you! Then he walked away digging into the bag and eating as he went down the road...I never really told anyone about that day because I was embarrassed about what I gave him, but I never forgot about it either and now I wish I had asked people if anyone else had seen him around that time...
Posted on: Mon, 17 Mar 2014 05:14:01 +0000
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