They Come To Help, Then Vanish
Wednesday - April 21, 2010
This past weekend, I took a bunch of my friends from Japan to Kualoa for a picnic and barbecue, and on the way home saw a couple of cars on the makai side of the highway. As I was looking in my mirror wondering if they got in an accident and needed assistance, the cars in front of me had stopped.
By the time I reacted it was too late, and there was no way I was going to stop in time. In order to avoid rear-ending the car in front with potentially deadly circumstances, I chose to swerve to the right. Unfortunately, that’s where the ditch was ... The people whom I thought needed assistance were instead assisting me in trying to get my vehicle out of the ditch. Several people were pushing, someone brought a tow rope and a gentleman in a truck pulled me out.
After getting onto the roadway, I pulled over into a driveway just 30 yards away to thank the gang, but they had already gone to their cars and were on their way.
I never even had a chance to offer cold drinks that I had in my cooler, or for that matter, thank any of them for helping.
On behalf of my passengers and me, please extend my mahalo to all those involved in this ordeal.
I was at the bank one day when my car got stuck in “park”! While I was waiting for AAA, a family in a truck stopped at the bank. They asked me if I needed help. They were very kind and tried to get the gear shift to move.
We weren’t successful. After they left, my friend Dee came to pick me up. I asked her to try, and lo and behold, it moved!
We called AAA back and all was well. Mahalo to all!
I just returned from an awesome family reunion honoring my 103-year-old father.
At a gathering at my sister’s home, a gold medallion, which Dad had lost six months ago in Vegas, had resurfaced beside a rocking chair!
I wish to send APPLAUSE to God as there is no other explanation to this find.
Then my brother, who cares for Dad, lost his wallet somewhere between Las Vegas and Honolulu. A police report was made, which enabled a flight home to Kona without an I.D. When he arrived for flight check-in, he was handed the wallet he had lost with all papers and money intact!
The wallet was found in the aircraft and had been turned in. I wish to send APPLAUSE to the person who found the wallet and let him or her know how much we appreciate the happy ending. Mahalo nui loa!
Dear Agnes, Connie and Jeff,
Who can say what forces are put into motion when we wish fervently for a helping hand?
Your anonymous angels answered the call and inspire us all with their selfless gestures.
(If you know someone who deserves some Applause, send your letters to Pamela Young, MidWeek Applause, KITV, 801 S. King St., Honolulu, HI, 96813 or e-mail email@example.com. Include your name, phone number and, if possible, the phone number of your “applaudee” so we can contact him or her.)
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