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As this site is dedicated to the memory and life of
my Father-in-law Harvey Alexander, I have endeavored to present as much
information on his story (during world War Two) that I could get out of
him. Be that as it may, there were also some very interesting stories
that he had mentioned to us while sitting around his house which
occurred after the war. One of these tidbits of his life I couldn’t help but place here
today.
I do this now somewhat against his wishes, mainly
because “Paw Paw” isn’t a man who brags or likes to go around discussing
the various things he's done for people over the years…
But this part of his life needs to be told.
So get comfortable, perhaps get yourself a drink and read
a story which just might put back the “patriotism” for this country and
its honorable people inside your hearts once more….
I know it did for me.
Just Another Day?
Some years ago now, I would say around 1978 or 1979
there used to be Home Depot located in and around the Charlotte North
Carolina area. In fact today there probably is many Home Depots still
standing in that city, but in my opinion, this one is very special.
One afternoon while Paw Paw (Father-in-law) was
busy working on the telephone system for Reverend Jim Baker’s new
Christian Community, he found himself in need of supplies. Considering
the fact that he always depended on the materials from this particular
store, Harv got in his old station wagon and drove out to the closest
one near to his home. While busying himself gathering what he needed, he
noticed an old man and woman walking hand in hand down the large
overcrowded aisle. They seemed rather confused and somber; speaking in a
low, almost timid manner to each other as they gradually strode towards
one of the clerks assisting another customer.
Patiently, they waited for the man to finish, and
reaching over and touching his sleeve, the older gentleman looked up
into the man’s eyes and very humbly asked him if they could spare any
wood, or glass, or anything, as their home was close to collapsing.
Now Paw Paw, inquisitive at this point, glanced over and noticed this older
gentleman didn't seem to be the kind of man easily able to beg, and his wife looked
pretty sickened at having to be a part of any of this. But as you know, desperation
can do wonders for making people do things they normally would never
consider doing, and this couple obviously well into their 80’s, were in
dire need of any type of support they could possibly find.
Harv continued to pretend to look at some items
next to where the old couple was standing and overheard the old man ask
the clerk if there was anything he could do. He said the Clerk just
stood there, folded his arms and respectfully listened to the poor old
timer as he explained his situation. Then he reached up, scratched his
chin, took a moment to think and said,
“Tell me something…How far away do you live?”
The man told him that his home was about a
block or two away.
“OK, If you don’t mind, I’d like to take a ride out
to see your home for myself.”
And with that the three of them turned around and
left the store.
Now Paw Paw was quite frankly VERY interested in
how this little scenario would turn out, and instead of packing up the
items he gathered and cashing them out to leave, he decided he would
shop around a little while.
It didn’t take too long for both husband and wife, led
by the clerk, to return into the store, and Harv moved over, ensuring he was close
enough to overhear what transpired next.
In Harv’s own words this is what happened:
“Well, the clerk came back into the store with the
two old timers in tow, and had them wait near to the entrance way, as he
strode up and back into where they had the manager’s office. He walked
inside the office and through the glass windows I could see the man
speaking to another well dressed man sitting inside. About 3 minutes or so
passed by when both men walked out of the office and over to where the
old man and lady were standing. The second man introduced himself to
the couple and stated that he was one of the owners of the
establishment. He went on to tell both of them that on behalf of Home
Depot it would be, "his honor to help return their little home back into tip
top shape…."
And don’t you know it! Almost instantly the well
dressed man started barking orders to the staff around the store, and
within a very short time they had wood, shingles, glass, framing,
siding, FURNITURE from a local outlet, appliances, etc. etc., almost
everything you could possibly imagine piled up on a flat bed and ready
to be driven out to this couples home…
At this point I stopped Pappy and asked him a kind of
rhetorical question:
“Paw Paw, it’s too bad you couldn’t have helped
them in some way…huh?”
And he smiled as only OUR Paw Paw could do and said,
“Not only did I help them load the stuff, I
gathered up all the telephone installation material I could and followed
them out to their home that very day!”
He went on to explain that he made sure the old
couple had a telephone outlet wired in every room in their new home…and
when he said “NEW” home, he was so adamant, I asked him if he really
meant “NEW?”
“Yep”, he replied, new as in they practically tore
down the old one and put up a brand new home for this couple, including
a new roof, windows, siding, sidewalk, etc. etc.
In conclusion to this little story, Paw Paw
explained how there wasn’t a tear unshed by these two the entire time
the men worked on their home…He stated that not only was Home Depot
there, but people began to come from miles around to help out…There were
plumbers vying for the chance to work, carpenters, roofers,
electricians, all taking out their personal time and expense to ensure
these two seniors had the best home they possible could help to provide.
They completed the entire renovation in a few days
and did it completely free of charge!
The story reminded me of a show on TV today entitled, “Extreme
Makeover Home Edition” and as I left his home that afternoon I began to think of what it
truly means to be an “American.” It doesn’t mean how much money I am
willing to horde, or what kind of car I drive, or who I can back stab to get
somewhere in life…
No, it means loving someone enough to make that
“Barn Raising” a reality….
So if you took the time to read this story about
these real heroes, please consider taking a little wisdom from it and perhaps
help out someone who is in need…..
America was built on this very premise.
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