Yesterday showed me once again though that not all mankind is as sick and evil as those who set out to do harm to innocent people.
The day started out cold with snow in drifts all around us from the blizzard we had. It was one of the days that Dave was to go into the office, so as he was getting ready to go, I got up because I would have to drive David to work. Not a problem.
A few minutes after he left and I was in the bathroom just starting to brush my teeth, the phone rang. Caller ID told me that it was him so I spit out the toothpaste in my mouth and answered it. He had slid off the road into a ditch. Before it snowed, we had rain, so there was a sheet of ice under the snow.
Anyway, he asked me to go and get him, but in the meantime he would start walking home. I hurried and got dressed, but when I went outside to start the car and scrape the ice from the windshield, I couldn't find my ice scraper. I knew I had one, the question was where. In the meantime while I looked, I turned the defroster up as high as it would go. I finally got it cleared enough so that I could see out of the windshield and went to get him. He was more than halfway home, but I picked him up and we headed the rest of the way home.
When we got there, we both told David to call off from work, but then I changed my mind and told him to tell his manager that we had to wait for the plow to come through and then I would take him in. The plow came shortly after he hung up, so I was able to get him to work with little trouble. I did almost slide off the road at one point when turning onto another road, but managed to keep the van from going into it. The snowbank from the plow stopped me and I was able to continue on.
On the way home, however, I wasn't as lucky and even after slowing down to what I thought was slow enough, when I turned onto the road to go home the same way, I hit a patch of ice and into the snow filled ditch I went. Luckily a lady in a pickup truck that was coming behind me saw me and offered to give me a ride home even though it was quite out of her way.
Our neighbor tried getting Dave's van out of its ditch, but couldn't. However, a farmer or maybe the rancher who owns the property next to where the van was came by a short time later and pulled the van out.
When Dave got home, we went to get the stuff I left in my van out until we could get someone to pull it out of the ditch it was in. Someone was looking out for us because just as we pulled up to my van, another farmer with a tractor pulled up behind us and maneuvered the tractor so that he could pull my van out. It took less than five minutes. I didn't get his name but did give him a big hug and thanked him for pulling the van out. I also wished him a Merry Christmas. I took it real slow going back home.
This is the season of giving and those people showed me once again that there are people out there willing to give of their time to help another person. May God bless them and may they and theirs have a Very Merry Christmas and the best for the coming New Year.
Merry Christmas everyone.
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