Uplifting Stories
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freakazoid
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One time I was sitting on the side of the road, after a flat tire and a spare that was also flat. It was a nice day, considering, to be out in the middle of nowhere, just watching time tick by. I was watching a colony of prairie dogs, when along came a dust devil and scattered the little rodents. As the devil came closer to the road, it picked up a paper plate and carried it up, swirling all around, right over the road. The plate just kept swirling higher and higher, until I couldn't even see it anymore. I've never seen anything like it, before or since.
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I was moved.
This reminds me of a story from many, many years ago...
I was probably in my late teens or early 20's. It was midweek from what I remember and it was around 11:30pm and pouring. This is when LA still had rain. Anyway, I was driving home from my girlfriend's place.
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I was on Sheldon St. between Roscoe and Arleta. Back then that was a very desolate area and on the boundary of a semi-good area and a bad one. I was in my first car, a 1986 S-10 blazer. I was driving south and had a blowout. As a result I hit the curb and damaged my car. We didn't have cell phones at the time so I knew I had to walk in the pouring rain towards Roscoe Blvd. and find a pay phone. Walking the other way was a no go as that took me into territory that I did not want to be in.
So, I started walking. I was completely soaked and just waned the night to be over. As I'm walking down the street this Monte Carlo pulls up along side me. I instantly thought I was going to get "checked" (i.e. where you from, holmes?) and subsequently killed. The passenger window rolls down and sure enough there's cholo staring at me. I thought I was ****ed. Instead of checking me he asked if I needed a ride. I didn't know what to think. Were they going to get me into the car and then kill me? Who knew. But I was soaked and was tired. I didn't feel like walking anymore. So, I said ok and got into the car. The driver was a cholo as well. They didn't say much but asked what happened to my car. While responding, I noticed a bible on their dashboard. Towards the end of the ride the passenger said and I remember this like it was yesterday, "We just came from a church meeting and this is our good deed for the day." They dropped me off at a gas station, I said thank you and they drove off. I always wondered about those two dudes and if they were able to do good and get out of that life they were fighting against. I'll never know.
I was probably in my late teens or early 20's. It was midweek from what I remember and it was around 11:30pm and pouring. This is when LA still had rain. Anyway, I was driving home from my girlfriend's place.
https://www.google.com/maps/place/R...2!3m1!1s0x80c296b7b0df092d:0x7afa23169ca8691b
I was on Sheldon St. between Roscoe and Arleta. Back then that was a very desolate area and on the boundary of a semi-good area and a bad one. I was in my first car, a 1986 S-10 blazer. I was driving south and had a blowout. As a result I hit the curb and damaged my car. We didn't have cell phones at the time so I knew I had to walk in the pouring rain towards Roscoe Blvd. and find a pay phone. Walking the other way was a no go as that took me into territory that I did not want to be in.
So, I started walking. I was completely soaked and just waned the night to be over. As I'm walking down the street this Monte Carlo pulls up along side me. I instantly thought I was going to get "checked" (i.e. where you from, holmes?) and subsequently killed. The passenger window rolls down and sure enough there's cholo staring at me. I thought I was ****ed. Instead of checking me he asked if I needed a ride. I didn't know what to think. Were they going to get me into the car and then kill me? Who knew. But I was soaked and was tired. I didn't feel like walking anymore. So, I said ok and got into the car. The driver was a cholo as well. They didn't say much but asked what happened to my car. While responding, I noticed a bible on their dashboard. Towards the end of the ride the passenger said and I remember this like it was yesterday, "We just came from a church meeting and this is our good deed for the day." They dropped me off at a gas station, I said thank you and they drove off. I always wondered about those two dudes and if they were able to do good and get out of that life they were fighting against. I'll never know.
Soldier returns home...
That reminded me of a saying. To find out who truly loves you more you lock your girlfriend and your dog in a room for 1 hour. Then see which one shows you the most affection after you open the door.
QuinSnydersHair
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Stifle Tower
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Good story.
Before i moved to LA, I came for a visit (my sisters live there) and had a female friend with me. We had car trouble (alternator) and took a wrong exit. It was getting late and we were in a pretty dicey area. I was more concerned for her safety than mine, but I did feel start feeling quite alarmed for both of us. An asian couple pulled in behind us (they were in their 50's, I'd guess) told us we needed to get out of the area as fast as we could and said they would follow us to safety. Couldn't thank them enough!