He was at an open house, waiting out in the driveway for the arrival of an elder friend. As the friend arrived, and he helped her park safely, a man walked up.
The man was asking for directions to the Dial-a-Ride. Having walked a good long way already after making a wrong turn, because it was a very hot day, he offered to give the man a ride.
As they were driving, small talk led to discovery that the man’s home town was the town where he had been born. “I still have some family that lives there.”
“What is the last name?” asked the grateful passenger.
“That is the last name was a very good friend of my mom’s. Her first name was Mildred. She died recently.”
“Yes, that was my Aunt Millie….”
These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.