Sunday, May 11, 2008

Thank You Mr. C For Saving My Life

Inside of the garage after the accident


Twenty years ago today, Mr. Paul C, our postal carrier, saved my life.

When I arrived home that morning, twenty years ago, I put my car in park, left the engine running and stepped in front of the car to open the garage door. I heard the car's engine rev and turned to check out the cause. The car crushed me against the garage door and continued to shove me through the wood and glass. No maneuvering could free me. I was hopelessly trapped between the moving vehicle and the garage door. I instantly knew that this was how I would die. I felt a pang of sorrow with the sudden realization that Tall Husband would be the one to find me. With that realization, I found my scream. I screamed with all my strength until I saw Mr. C running down the drive toward me, still clutching his mailbag. He dropped the bag, jumped into the car and backed it away from me. He steadied me on my feet as I clung to him, thanking him repeatedly.

After my injuries were looked after in the emergency room, Tall Husband drove me home. The next day I wondered how I could ever thank a person who had saved my life. Where do you even begin? For starters, I wrote a letter to the postmaster, relating how I would be dead (or worse) if Mr. C had not been there. Mr. C later told me how all postal carriers from his postal station were called in for an urgent meeting. He said they thought there was going to be a layoff but instead the postmaster was there and began to read a letter to them, my letter. It took Mr C a few seconds to realize the letter was about him. Later, Mr. C came by to show me the plaque that had been presented to him at a banquet. He had been awarded the Federal Employee of the Year, Heroic Act, 1988. As the weeks passed and I worked toward recovery from my injuries, I realized that a way to repay Mr. C would be to live a worthwhile life dedicated to him. I returned to being a speech therapist, working in honor of Mr. C. Because of him, hundreds of adults and children have received excellent therapy; because of him, my grandchildren know their grandmother; because of him Tall Husband didn't have to find me on the garage floor.

Thank you again Mr. C.

Strange note concerning the photo:
The above photo is a scan of one of the photos taken for the insurance company. All of the photos appeared normal when picked up a week after they were developed; however, this one photo, and none of the others, developed a red discoloration on the garage floor within hours of having been picked up from the photo shop.

2 comments:

  1. Found you via Carolina Eclectic. So glad you shared this story of yours and Mr. Paul C (and for the happy ending)

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