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    Senior Member K G's Avatar
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    Default Wow....this one got me.....GDG

    Sent to me via email by a very good friend.




    I was at the corner grocery store buying some early potatoes.

    I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprising a basket of freshly picked green peas.

    I paid for my potatoes, but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas.

    I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes.

    Pondering the peas, I couldn't help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller (the store owner) and the ragged boy next to me.

    "Hello Barry, how are you today?"

    "H'lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus' admirin' them peas. They sure look good."

    "They are good, Barry.

    How's your Ma?"

    "Fine. Gittin' stronger alla' time."

    "Good. Anything I can help you with?"

    "No, Sir. Jus' admirin' them peas."

    "Would you like take some home?" asked Mr. Miller. < B>

    "No, Sir. Got nuthin' to pay for 'em with."

    "Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?"

    "All I got's my prize marble here."

    "Is that right? Let me see it" said Miller.

    "Here 'tis. She's a dandy."

    "I can see that.

    Hmmmmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red.

    Do you have a red one like this at home?" the store owner asked.

    "Not zackley but almost."

    "Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble", Mr. Miller told the boy.

    "Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller.."

    Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me.

    With a smile said, "There are two other boys like him in our community, all three are in very poor circumstances.

    Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever.

    When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn't like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, when they come on their next trip to the store."

    I left the store smiling to myself, impressed with this man.

    A short time later I moved to Colorado , but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys, and their bartering for marbles.

    Several years went by, each more rapid than the previous one.

    Just recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller had died.

    They were having his visitation that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them.

    Upon arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could

    Ahead of us in line were three young men.

    One was in an army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts...all very professional looking.

    They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her husband's casket.

    Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved on to the casket.

    Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket.

    Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes.

    Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller.

    I told her who I was and reminded her of the story from those many years ago and what she had told me about her husband's bartering for marbles.

    With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and led me to the casket.

    "Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about.

    They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim "traded" them.

    Now, at last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size....they came to pay their debt.."

    "We've never had a great deal of the wealth of this world," she confided, "but right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho "

    With loving gentlen ess she lifted the lifeles s fingers of her deceased husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red marbles.

    The Moral : We will not be remembered by our words, but by our kind deeds.

    Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath.

    Today I wish you a day of ordinary miracles ~
    A fresh pot of coffee you didn't make yourself.
    An unexpected phone call from an old friend.
    Green stoplights on your way to work.
    The fastest line at the grocery store.
    A good sing-along song on the radio.
    Your keys found right where you left them.

    Send this to the people you'll never forget.

    I just Did...
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    Great read !!!
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    Brad Haynes
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    Thanks for posting that, Keith. I too get many like that, and they never fail to tear me up as I read them. It's always important to be reminded of why we are on this journey, and revel in each day we are allowed to continue.

    When the one you love becomes a memory, that memory becomes a treasure.

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    Default WOW....this one got me.....GDG

    WOW. Very powerful. Sure made me stop and think. Great post. Thank you for sharing.

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    Wow if that don't hit ya in the gut what will? Every once in awhile I am reminded like this that I should strive to be more like Mr. Miller and help those who need it and teach my children to be honest and trustworthy like those three boys.
    Reach out today and help one person in need. The reward is not anything you can hold in your hand but the knowing that you made a change for the better in someones life, it will relieve all your tribulations and stress of the moments before.
    Think of all the money we spend on our dogs and games we play with them, now how much harder would it be to take a nieghbor kid from a single parent home with you one time. What child doesn't enjoy dogs and a special trip away from the reminders of thier troubles at home.
    I know just the kid I am taking to our next HT.
    Cant complain......Wouldnt do me any good to complain anyways

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    Thanks brother! Still waiting for the goosebumps to go down.

    SHOOT EM' IN THE LIPS..........

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