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"Dede's Walk With
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King of Kings
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I Know Who Holds Tomorrow
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A True Inspiring Story
I just returned from New Jersey. While en
route there, I was stuck in
traffic on Interstate 81, just below the
Virginia state line, (Bristol,
Tennessee), due to a traffic accident with a
fatality involved. This
accident involved a tanker truck hauling a
hazardous material load that
developed a leak, which meant that we
weren't going anywhere for several
hours.
After being told by the Tennessee state
troopers that we would be
sitting still until the clean up was
completed, I set my brakes on the
truck and got our to stretch my legs. Other
truck drivers did the same,
and at one point there were 5 of us standing
there by my truck,
complaining.
Sitting right beside me in the left lane,
were two elderly people in a
Silverado pick up truck, which was loaded
quite well. The man, (Joe),
lowered his window and asked what was going
on regarding the traffic
situation.
Soon we were all talking with this couple. I
mentioned that if I had
known about this, I would have bought
something to drink, (water), for
I was becoming thirsty. The lady, (Anna),
said that they had plenty of
water, and sodas in the cooler in the bed of
the truck, and offered
everyone present something. While she was
back there, she said that she
had plenty of tuna salad made up, and asked
if we would be interested in
a sandwich.
After some urging from Joe, we agreed to a
sandwich. While Anna was
making the sandwiches on the tailgate of the
truck, she was singing
like a songbird. To be close to 70, (I
guess), she had a remarkable
voice.
When she finished making the sandwiches, and
putting everything up,
Joe raised the tailgate of the truck to
close it. I noticed a Mississippi
license plate on it. I inquired as to what
part of Mississippi they
were from. Joe said Biloxi. Knowing that
Biloxi had been ravaged also
by hurricane Katrina, I asked if they
sustained any damage. Joe said
that they lost everything but what they had
on and what was in the
pickup. All of us drivers tried
unsuccessfully to pay them for their
drinks and the sandwiches. They would have
nothing to do with it.
Joe said that their son was living around
Harrisonburg, Virginia and
that they were going there. He was in the
real estate business and that
there was a home that became open, and that
they were going to start
all over there. Staring over at their age
would not be easy.
I will soon be 48 years old, and I have say
that I have never eaten a
tuna sandwich with side orders of reality
and humility. These people
lost everything except the pictures,
important documents, and some
clothes. Joe had managed to get their
antique heirloom grandfathers
clock into the bed of the truck and Anna got
her china and silverware,
but that was all. These wonderful people
lost practically everything
they owned and still would not accept any
money for their food and
drinks. Joe said that "it was better to give
than it is to receive."
They sought refuge behind a block wall that
he had built years ago, and
they watched their belongings and their home
disappear in the winds of
Hurricane Katrina. Joe said that during all
this he had one hand
holding onto Anna and the other holding on
to God. Their truck and
themselves came out of Katrina unscathed.
As I stated before, Anna was singing a song
while making the sandwiched.
The song is titled "I know who holds
tomorrow," an old gospel song. She
knew every word, and was quite a gifted
singer of it. Have you ever
heard it?
The chorus of this song is, " Many things,
about tomorrow, I don't seem
to understand. But I know who holds
tomorrow, and I know who holds my
hand."
There is no doubt, in my mind, who was
holding both their hands. I know
there have been many, many email that have
circulated over the years
about things that will touch your heart, but
this one I personally was
involved in.
Forget all of the politics that the news is
striving on, and think about
people just like Joe and Anna. If you can,
help out with the victims
relief funds.
If you cannot, at least offer a prayer for
everyone.
Do what you wish with this email, forward
it, delete it, whatever.
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I know that these two elderly people got to
this old boy. I will always
remember them. Joe and Anna, if by some
strange way you, or someone you
know gets this, and shows it to you,
God Bless you!
Author: Mike Dowdy
Hartselle, Alabama
 
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