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Forgiveness and a promise

Posted: October 20, 2011 10:48 a.m.
Updated: October 21, 2011 5:00 a.m.

On Sept. 15, I had the misfortune of falling in a parking lot. I tripped over some broken pavement. I damaged both knees, knocked my front tooth out (partially, which required a root canal), busted my nose, injured my right hand which required stitches, and bruised my arm. I was bleeding profusely from my nose and hand. Two ladies came to my aid. They called an ambulance. We waited 25 minutes for its arrival. Then a man came up to us and demanded they move me out of his way. He wanted me moved immediately. “This woman may have broken bones,” the ladies said. To that he said for them to move me. I was bleeding from my nose profusely and my injured hand also.

Shortly, the ambulance arrived. This man did not offer any assistance or comfort in any way. I was in his way and he could have cared less. Oh, by the way, I am a 75-year-old grandmother if that would matter to him. After having said this, we ask: what is wrong with America?

In closing, a few words to the man whose car was impounded by an old lady … I will make you a promise. If I ever see you on the ground in a parking lot and bleeding with serious injuries, I will definitely come to your aid, either by cell phone, telling others we need help for you, calling 911 or by any other means possible. I have already forgiven you and if you need help and I am available, you never know … I may just save your life.


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