Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Everyday Heroes Vol. 1

I've been thinking a lot recently about people in my life who I consider my heroes. Some of them are living, some of them are not. The thing is, it's the little things that people do that make them my heroes.

Number one: My dad.

On Saturday, I worked a very long shift at work. I was exhausted. I got off at eight, and was so badly looking forward to going home and eating the pizza that Christopher ordered for us. Well....my car wouldn't start. I called my dad, and asked what he thought, and then I was off to the gas station. The gas light had never come on, and I wasn't sure why the car wouldn't start. Well...I walked through the snow, and got back to my car...put the measly gallon in the tank, and it still wouldn't start. I called my dad again, this time, on the verge of tears. I said, "Dad...it still won't start." He got in the car and came to me. (Mind you, I was all the way out at Kenwood, which is 30 minutes from home on a good day) In the meantime, I walked back to the gas station and got more gas. Well, the second time, my car did start. I drove around the parking lot, but was still scared to make the drive. I called my dad for the third time and said, "Dad...it's running now...but I'm scared because I don't want to get stranded." He told me to drive over to the gas station, so drive, I did. He met me there a few minutes later, got out of the car, and told me to open the gas tank. I said, "Why?" He said, "Just do it." So I opened it up, and he got out his card to fill up my gas tank. (It was already full by this time, but that's beside the point) He told me that the roads were really icy, and promised to follow me home. I'm 22 years old, but my Daddy still comes to rescue me when I need it. Cool? I think so.


Shayleen Lunt said...

Nice. I'm sorry you had to drive on Saturday night. The roads were so bad!

Mama D said...

That's what Dads are for... This is a neat tribute to a great man!

We were out on Sat, as well, but not after dark. Glad that things worked out all right. Praying that you won't have any more problems with your car.

Mama D said...

PS: Your story reminds me of my own. While Ray was on his mission, I spent a summer living with Ray's family. One day I had to call Dad D to come help me when my car wouldn't start... Not at night and no snow, but it was after I got off work and he had to drive from Santaquin to Spanish Fork (about 20 min)! I've always been grateful for his help, then and a million other times.

Patty said...

What a great tribute! I'm so glad it was an easy fix and that you made it home safe and sound.

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