The Lords Blessings For All Involved

Friendships are very hard to come by, but last Sunday July 17, 2011 we had a major heat heat wave come across the states and a young man had been riding his bike, as he turned from Millbrook onto Kalamazoo Ave his cart tire that was connected to his bike had hit the curb and and his bike over turned needless to say all his things on the cart had fallen off and scattered on the curb and roadside, so my oldest son had ask his wife to go and help him if she could help him pick up his things, being that he might be more accepting to receiving of the help from a female than a male, Gladly he accepted. After everything was picked up, she asked him if he would like some water and something to eat, and he accepted she made him a sandwhich, some vegetables, and give him a cold bottle of water, in the meantime my son came in and woke me up to talk to me about the situation because the young man was asking for directions to get to one of the missions downtown. By this time I had gotten up and been informed of the situation in full and had talk it over with my about him staying here because it was late and the missions had already stopped taking in for the night, of course it was my oldest sons idea, being of good heart and I had to agree that it would be the best thing being that late, and the cart alone he would just be asking for trouble if he had gone down town, someone would defeintly jump him for the things on his cart, and then finding out his bike was a Mongoose mountian bike alone would probably get him severly hurt if not even killed eventhough he spent a few years in the service it would do much good down there if someone didn’t want that bike bad enough. So when I received word that he had road from Middleville which is about 40 miles from my house. When I found out that he had come this distance and was hungry I had come back into the house and served up a plate of speghetti for him and corn and brought it back out to him as well as glass of ice with a can of pop and we had talk for some time and then he had mentioned to me about the mission, and I said we it is a good thing you had brought that up because, I am opening my door for you to stay the not only the night, but also until the heat wave breaks, beacuse the fact of his things would be stolen and some of the things he had could even get him get him killed or arrested, if he refused to give them up and got into a fight and hurt someone with his military background then he would loose more than maybe just his bike if that’s what they wanted. I told him he could leave when ever wanted, I wasn’t forcing him to stay but I wished he would atleast stay atleast until the heatwave was over, because he said he was heading for Muskegon, He gladly accepted, at this point he was almost through with his meal and I had told him there more in the fridge if he wanted more he said no thanks, at that point I said there is one rule when it comes to food, if you walk away from the table hungry it is your own fault, I always try to prepare enough for all my family I am usually the last one to eat if there isn’t any left I will find something else to eat, sometimes I will eat nothing, which isn’t good for someone with my medical condition and yes I do get flack from family members. After the heat wave had been active for a couple of days he said that he would like to stay until the first of the month, I had reminded him that my door was open as long as he needed it,by now many small tokens had passed back and forth between myself my oldest son and his wife and him, then one day he had said that his VA had came through so that would help him catch up on some bills that he needed to catch up on. Then He gave me a gift in the form of a check of undisclosed amount. This young gentleman has been here now for 9 days, and the fun we have had just the two of us or with my wife included or maybe the whole house it feels like a month has gone by and I, could never have asked for a better young man to stay at my home then him. It almost feels as if I have picked up another son which would be Just fine with me (not to replace his own parents), But in alot of ways he reminds me of my oldest (SON OF MUCH KNOWLEDGE) I have even given him a key to my home so if he was out late and we had come in after we went to bed, he could get in, without waking others up. I could never replace another childs biological parents no matter how much they wanted me to or for that matter how much I wanted to. I have given him a phone # that will ring my home, cell and computer, so even if we are out we will always get a call. The worst thing that’s happened to him so far is he went to a park to play disc golf and someone stole his bike, so he calls me from the Wyoming Police Department to let me know that he was going to be awhile, so he could file a police report in the meantime I am outside talking to my oldest Children and I told my oldest daughter to go wake up my wife so we could go pick him up from the police station, he said he would talk to the police and see if they could drop him off some place to get a new bike, next thing we knew he was in the yard with a different bike and a different type of lock, and mentioned that the police said they usually find the bike by the next day. Update he has decided to get a car to take instead of a bike for his long journey but also received noticed from Wyoming police that they recovered his bike so he has to go and get that today. The only two things I would like to do now is maybe in some way talk to his parents and let them know he much of a pleasure it was to have their son as a guest in my home and that my door will always be open when he needs a place to lay his weary head. And to let him know how how much he will be missed!


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