I went to a toy store in Robinson last week looking to purchase a Winnie the Pooh stuffed bear for my granddaughter. She was/is a Pooh fan and, in fact, her nickname is Pooh.
She is a local college sophomore who was scheduled for serious brain surgery the next day. The clerk told me that they did not carry the Pooh, and the only places she knew that had Pooh were the Disney stores in the North Hills and South Hills.
A young lady, Traci, who was at the store with her grandmother, overheard my plight. She said she had several Poohs and would be happy to give me one.
Traci said she lived in Crafton. I told her I lived in Robinson. She offered to meet me at a service station in Robinson to give me a Pooh bear later in the day. Traci showed up at the time she set and gave me the like-new Winnie the Pooh. She would not accept the payment I offered.
I took Pooh home and placed a bandage on the back of Winnie’s head in the same location my granddaughter’s incision would be. Both Poohs look alike!
As my granddaughter came out of her post-surgery “fog,” she saw Pooh, smiled and gave the bear a big hug. It made her day (and the family’s, too). The surgeon said the surgery was successful.
Thanks to Traci for making our Pooh’s road to recovery start with a smile. Your kindness will always be remembered.
Car problem was solved
by knowledgeable female
I was driving home from work and stopped in Schenley Park to check on a shelter that I had rented for a reunion. But when I got back in my car after seeing the shelter, my car wouldn’t start.
A couple arrived at the same time that I did, and we tried everything. They tried to jump my car, but with no success. After about an hour, the couple called their niece, who is a mechanic. She tried to talk me through what might be the problem, but to no avail.
She then said that she would come out to help me, but that she charged $25. After I told her I didn’t have any money, she said she would come anyway so I wouldn’t be stranded.
When she got there, she jacked up my car and knocked on the starter. My car started immediately. I just wanted to thank all who were involved in helping, especially this knowledgeable mechanic.
Tough time walking Presby
made easier by strangers
It’s interesting to read the Random Acts of Kindness in the Post-Gazette. But as a Pittsburgher for nearly 73 years, it doesn’t surprise me when any yinzer goes out of his way to help someone, no matter how trivial it may appear.
I myself recently experienced a four-pronged act of kindness. A relative of mine was in UPMC Presbyterian in Oakland, and on one of my visits I learned the patient had been moved to another wing.
Now we all know how Presby is embedded on a hillside, and how walking between a parking lot and the hospital can be a climbing challenge, unless you are a goat. When I tried to visit my relative and was told of the move, I began my trek to locate the new room, which was located in another wing of the hospital.
Getting there was a little bit involved, and I must have looked confused because no less than four individuals volunteered directions and offered to walk with me to the new location. I only needed one, so I thanked the others and followed my new guide to my destination.
While I didn’t get any of the names, I want to thank those four individuals for their help. On my way back to the garage I noticed yellow signs posted on the walls guiding people on the way back.
Yes, all I had to do was to follow the yellow wall signs. Where is a scarecrow when you need one?
Has someone done you right? Send your Random Act of Kindness to firstname.lastname@example.org, or write to Portfolio, Post-Gazette, 34 Blvd. of the Allies, Pittsburgh, PA 15222.