Susan Thom

There Are Still Unsung Heroes



Posted: Friday, February 01, 2008

by Susan Thom



It was a nasty morning. Schools were closed, and it as raining, but the ground was cold, and it was icy and very slippery. I had to go to the post office, and on my way back, a mile or so from my home, I began to lose control of my SUV. There were woods to my right, and I found myself heading for a telephone pole. A big, tall, strong telephone pole. I could hear my mind chattering, "Don't let it end like this." I missed the pole by a fraction, and plowed over a cement marker, and landed in a ditch. The car was pitched to the right. The left back tire was off the ground, and the other three were stuck in mud. There I was, in freezing rain, no cell phone, and no idea what to do but stand in the freezing rain and wait. God provided a miracle in a man who stopped to see if I was alright. I told him I was, but I couldn't get my car out.

He told me he had tie straps, and we could try to pull it out. That sounded good to me. He set up the straps, and with me at the wheel, he pulled my wounded car right out of the ditch. This man did not have to stop. He didn't have to help. He didn't have to do anything. Why did he? He mentioned that when he was in his twenties, someone had helped him out once, and he was just evening up the score, so to speak, but I think it's more than that. Some people are just warm hearted, caring people who stop to help damsels in distress, or men as well. I was hopeless at the point this man drove by. I didn't want to stay in the ditch, and I didn't have a cell phone. This man took care of both for me. Good things happen to people who go out of their way to do good for strangers.

I'm sure this man was on his way to work, or somewhere he needed to be, but he took his time with me, and saved me a lot of hassle. He didn't hurry, he didn't make me feel bad in any way for interrupting his day, he simply helped me, and I am so appreciative. His cheerful demeanor helped, when all I wanted to do was sit down in the icy rain and cry. I guess he knew it wasn't as bad as it seemed, or he knew it was, but didn't want to alarm me. In any case, this man was an unsung hero. He helped me in my time of need, and we need more people to do the same in order for our world to heal.

Why was he coming down the road three minutes after the crash? Why was I there at that exact time? Some questions never get answered while we're here on Earth, but I don't believe in coincidences. Coincidences are God's way of remaining anonymous. It was no coincidence that our paths crossed this morning. This man was calm and patient and kind. Someone needed help, and he had the means to do so, and chose to do it. I don't remember many things from the past. I don't remember many things from the present. But I will never forget that man, and how he appeared in thin air to help me out of a jam. It makes me realize that it's easier to pay someone back when they are mean and nasty, you can just ignore them and move on, but what do you do when someone has done something that has been so kind and giving, and definitely helpful?

It's been years since I've been the driver in an accident, and the feeling is still the same, total numbness as you are aware that this vehicle is heading, on ice, towards a telephone pole. Your heart races, your palms sweat, you try to steer the right way, but when you are on ice, and there's nothing you can do, it is especially terrifying. The vehicle doesn't go in the direction you're steering. And brakes may not as well even exist. And there is tonnage around you! I can only thank God for my unsung hero in the early morning. We both needed to get what we got out of the situation, and we can both move on. He needs some new tie straps and I need some body work. However, we are both okay, and in the most simplest and humble way, I would like to say thank you.



Susan Thom is the mother of three children, two sons, 20 and 23, and a daughter 25. Her older son is in the air force in Germany right now, and her daughter is in the army in Tacoma, Washington.

Writing calms her, and gives her a place to go by herself! Clears the head and gets it out. She lives in a rural area, with a lake and mountains, and her partner, and has loved writing since she was a child.

She has been on a journey of self discovery for twenty years, and has learned many things about the human mind, and how to maintain some semblance of calm and peace within.

If someone reads one of her stories, and relates to her feelings, and gets a suggestion on how she dealt with them in a positive way, that would be the ultimate gift of her writing.

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» left by Dave Tanguay
4 years 112 days ago.
I've had people help me out in similar situations Susan. I'm so grateful it hurts when I offer them money and they refuse to take it. It seems thank you just doesn't seem to be enough to express my gratitude.
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» left by 4 years 110 days ago.
hi david, i didn't have any money to offer him, but he, too, seemed to simply want a smile and a thank you. best regards, sue
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