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For want of a shoe

Story ID:10489
Written by:Charles Dishno (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:Musings, Essays and Such
Location:Dillon MT usa
Year:2005
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For want of a shoe…
By Chuck Dishno
5/8/15

How many times have you felt sorry for yourself only to find that you are not as bad off as you think?

About 12 years ago I began to realize that I was slowly losing my ability to walk. First I had to walk with a cane then came the walker stage and finally an electric scooter. The scooter wasn’t too bad as I had installed an electric winch in my Ford Windstar that made it easy to lift the scooter in and out.

Over my 80 plus years I have had many things happen to me but I have tried to never let them get me down. I have tried to live under the adage to "Hoist yourself by your own petard" and keep on going.

This became graphically clear to me a few years ago. Roz and I had traveled to Klamath Falls, Oregon for a class reunion of my small school, Bly.

Bly was about 60 miles from Klamath Falls so we stayed in a large motel complex and drove to the main day of the reunion. This motel had a full breakfast and I unloaded my scooter to go across the complex and into the breakfast room. As I approached the room I saw a man walking very stiff legged and balancing himself with a couple of canes. We made eye contact and I made the remark that maybe he could use a scooter. He just grinned and lifted his pant legs to show me that he had two artificial legs. He said that he did have a scooter but had recently got his new legs and was trying them out. He said his next goal was to walk his daughter down the aisle at her wedding the next day. He hoped he could do it without the canes too. I never saw this man again but I have no doubt that he made it.

Wow, what an object lesson for me or anyone to see this determined man and his willingness to keep on going. I hope if any of you see or hear of me complaining about my life,, you will give me a swift kick in my gluteus maximus and tell me to shut up.

I will never post a crabs corner on OurEcho. Instead I will opt for a Happy’s’ Korner. Life has treated me so good that I have nothing to complain about. I even eat hot dogs, hamburger and chicken but no broccoli though.

“I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.”