To the editor:
I’ve had another experience here in Caribou that reinforces my faith in humanity. I have to share this compiled list because their kindness means so much during this time of year and always.
I wanted to thank the guy in the white Chevy pickup with a plow; it’s probably the closest a County girl will get to her hero on a white horse. I was plowed in fairly well in public parking and he drove up out of nowhere and carefully plowed out in front of my car, kindly directed my driving so I wouldn’t get stuck and made a point to stay in case I needed a push. I didn’t need a push and he had time to have a smoke … he, he! I didn’t have money on me or a hot coffee but he deserved both and a public ‘thank you’ so everyone knows how kind he is.
It reminds me of another time in Caribou when my father and I were trying to get my car on a trailer and the man and woman I used to see walking in town came over to help us for nothing more than a “thank you” and they went on walking.
I know it’s service related but I can’t forget the nice guy at Clukey’s in Caribou. He helped me by taking off my old broken windshield wipers and putting on my new ones. The real kindness comes from the fact that it was really cold that day. If I had to do it myself it would have taken a bit of time out in the wind but he didn’t mind taking a few minutes and helping me.
I’ve had people I know, work with and family all help me, of course, and I thank them. It’s the strangers that seem to appear when I am in need and haven’t stopped to go call someone to help. Those few minutes (they never seem to stay long enough for me to get their names) of kindness from people; who don’t know me, who have no connection to me and who have no obligation to me. I want them to know they are appreciated. Their help did mean a lot and their kind acts are recognized.
Shelly Murphy
Caribou
