Random Acts of Kindness: Cemetery workers volunteered to transport a disabled visitor
On a lovely May morning, my daughter and I went to the cemetery to "redd up" our family's graves.
The plots are down a steep hill. Being handicapped and using a Rollator, I cannot get down to the graves to encourage my daughter while she cleans up around them.
As I was sitting at the top of the hill in frustration, three cemetery workers came along in their cart and insisted on taking me down to my daughter. And even more thoughtfully, they came back about half an hour later and took me back up the hill to where our car was parked. I know their names, but I hesitate using them as their supervisor might not appreciate their kindness. All I can say is God bless them!
My friend Kate wanted to treat me to the Pittsburgh Symphony, and as a new resident, it would also be my first trip on the T. I was so excited.
Shortly after boarding, we were in conversation with two young couples on their way to see the Pirates. Minutes later, Kate turned to ask a question, only to find that we had missed our stop, so we decided to exit at the next stop. I headed to the front, not noticing that Kate had already exited by the side door. Before I could get out the closing door, I saw Kate frantically wave to me from the platform.
The gals we had been speaking with rushed to me. I was dazed, shaking my head and saying, "This is my nightmare." After they spoke with their dates, they assured me they would stay with me until we found Kate.
Thirty minutes and several stops later, still no Kate. I decided to return to my car. They took me to the subway map on the platform and gave precise directions. Shedding tears of gratitude, I hugged them. They assured me that if this had happened to their grandmother, they would have been concerned.
If, by chance, this is read by one of you, thank you so much. How awesome of you to put your date on hold to help a fellow citizen.
My husband dropped me off at the airport for an early-morning flight to Tampa to visit my son. I soon realized that I had left my purse in the car.
My husband had already driven off, leaving me without my cell phone, money and boarding pass. I was frantic, not knowing what to do. A woman at the curb offered to let me use her cell phone, as did another woman inside the terminal. Unfortunately, my husband hadn't turned on his cell phone.
Then the Southwest curbside agent let me use his cell phone, and I finally reached my husband as he was entering our house. He returned to the airport with my purse, and I got to my gate just as boarding started.
I wouldn't have made my flight if not for the kindness of people who let me use their cell phones and others who let me go in front of them when checking my bag.
Our group of six veterans went to Mullin's Diner on the North Side for breakfast after participating in two Memorial Day services.
The restaurant wasn't crowded, except for a woman and three children seated nearby. The woman gestured a hello to us, and we acknowledged a hello back. As she and the children left the restaurant a short time later, the woman stopped at our table and said, "Thank you" (which we assumed was for our military service). We acknowledged back our own "Thank you!"
After breakfast the waitress brought our bill and advised that the woman had given $40 to be applied to our bill. We were very surprised and appreciative but regrettably didn't have the opportunity to thank her and the children. We can only hope she reads this and accepts our sincere thanks on behalf of Vietnam Veterans Inc. of Pittsburgh.
First Published June 28, 2012 12:00 am