Sad Story/Happy Ending

This topic was created in the Pisces forum by P-Angel on Wednesday, May 9, 2007 and has 11 replies.
Yesterday, I passed a man on his bicycle on my way to the bank. He's out there a lot, always pedalling on a very old and worn-out bike. He looks to be around 50 years old, always has on the same clothes and wears a handicapped-helmet.
Well, on my way back from the bank, I come across a scene in the road that wrenched me all the way inside my guts .. his bicycle was mangled in the road and he was laying just off the road. There were people standing over top of him and I pulled over to see if I could assist. Of course, the only thing I could do was try and console him. Poor guy, here he was, his arm bent in an inhuman fashion and the only thing that was on his mind was his precious bike. He was worried to death that his bike was broken .. and it was. The ambulance came, took him away. The police took his bike.
Several hours later, I was on my way to the store and here he is walking down the road, with his arm all bandaged up. I stopped and offered him a ride. He got in, but didn't know where he lived. So, I asked him if he was on his bike, would he know then how to get home. He said, "yes". So, off we went, him being the pilot. On our journey, I asked him if he had a phone and could call somebody. He said yes, but, doesn't know the number. The hospital was about 15 miles away and he had already walked about 5 of those miles. He said his arm was broken, which I knew it was and asked him why it wasn't in a cast. He just looked at me blankly and started crying because he lost his bicycle. I was in tears, driving down the road .. his whole life is his bike.
I was absolutely outraged that the hospital would send a mentally challenged man about his way with no assistance, no transportation .. the police could have taken in home for god's sake.
Sure enough, he knows where he lives. I pull up and his house is falling apart, the porch caving in. A very old woman, who was apparanlty half-blind was waiting for him to come home, sitting on the porch. She didn't even realize that a car had pulled up, she thought he came home on his bike.
Last night, I was heart-broken and told my husband the story. I told him that I was going to buy him a new bike .. shit hit the fan. That's not my responsibility, my husband preached and he refused to buy a bike for some stranger. If the man wants a new bike he can buy it himself. Well, I don't work .. but, guess what?
That's right .. my husband can just suck turds because I found a second hand store that had used bikes and bought him one, anyway. Will I catch hell tonight? Yeah ! Do I care? Hell no.
So, now I have to find some things before I can take it to him. I need a basket, a horn and he had tassles on the handle bars. I couldn't find a bicycle shop in town, so, I'm gonna go on a mission tomorrow into the city, or a bigger town and find the equipment I need. He's going to be so happy .. I can't wait until tomorrow. smile
honey, you are beautiful! thank you for following your heart to help another! light shines through your loving actions.
hubby's response to your kindness is all about him.
what you did and are doing i predict will inspire many others. probably sooner or later, him too!
Beautiful story, P-Angel, good for you..! *there are real life angels in the world.. *He will be SOOO HAPPY, you are very thoughtful!! even one person can make a difference..! smile
Thanks guys .. this is going to be so cool, he's gonna be so happy. It's still morning, so I have to settle down .. the stores aren't even open yet. Boy, I caught serious hell last night, but, I don't care.
It's going to be worth it when I see him up and down the road again, collecting "things".
I wish there was some other place for him to ride, though.
Please, by all means .. bullshit away, Solitas. Was his arm really broken? I'm not a doctor, it looked that way to me. He said it was, but, he also didn't know what the word "cast" meant, nor his address or phone number. Frankly, it doesn't really matter to me what you think, to be honest because I know what happened.
I found all my parts, but, now have to wait until my husband comes home to put the basket on. I'm also gonna make my husband go by there with me this evening to deliver the bike. Apparantly he needs some feelings .. apparantly most men do.
nice p_angel smile doesnt matter if the arm is broken or not, what matters is that he needs his bike and will be very happy.
He got it the other night .. we went by his house. He was so tickled. Only, I guess he must like to clap his hands, cause he kept trying, but, couldn't. His arm was just in a bandage, and sling, so maybe it just dis-located .. I've no clue really.
I haven't seen him out yet, riding it .. but, I know I will. He was just like a little kid when the ice-cream man rings.
I think I'm still paying the price with the husband though, he's not real happy with me at the moment.
I dont know him, but probably he has afraid because you will never know what are that persons, but talk with him, its a matter of helping another human being, that you feel good about it, to help. Or is he jelous?
Naw .. he's just a tight-wad. Once, he nearly knocked me over to pick a penny up off the ground.
It's just about money .. and that's all.
ahh...money, what money does to peoples minds... Just Feel good about it smile

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