Wednesday, May 10, 2017
Friend Wacker meant it, Friend Bobby learned about a Prayer Box
Something of which I had never heard. We park behind our granddaughter Reece here in NC. Since we bought this house there have been some unique things happen. It happened that this house was across and down one house from a friend whose name was Wacker. Yep, that was his first name. Very nice guy. Not long after moving here he told me the Dr. said, “Wack, you need dialysis, if you do not take it, you will die in a couple months at the longest. Now Jack, I believe the Dr. but I have seen too many folk with poor life quality on dialysis, I am not going to take it.”
We talked a little while, of course I asked if he was sure. He said he was………. And he was. He died in a little over a month. I could not believe he said that, and really meant it. I have heard that several times about Chemo, but after thinking it over the person went to Chemo.
Now the neighbor beside him and just across the street from where we park is a single guy, Bobby. Neat as a pen. The yard is mowed every Thursday. He too is a good neighbor. His mother lived with him until she passed a several months ago. She was a good friend of Sherry’s.
When we arrived home I went over to give our condolences and a card. He asked, “Jack have you ever heard of a prayer box?” (I had not)
He showed me a necklace with a very tiny silver box on it. “You know I used to drink a lot. Lost my license, my job many times. I guess I was an alcoholic. I have been clean for a few year now. When the mortician gave me mama’s stuff this was included. She was wearing it around her neck. I could tell it could be opened, so I opened it. It is very fragile or I would show you. On a small piece of paper is written ‘God help my son stop drinking.” Tears came to his eyes, “I guess she has worn this for years, it must have worked. Now I am going to wear it.
Some things are so sweet they are hard to tell.