Posted on 11/23/2002 10:54:34 AM PST by forest
Every year, for about the past thirty years, something very remarkable happens in the town of Walton, Kentucky. On a weekend, the "Good Guys" of Northern Kentucky meet together to load up all their pickup trucks with large barrels of goodies.
The Good Guys Club is a private organization of volunteers joined together with no other intent than to provide whatever aid is needed for those in the area finding themselves on temporary hard times. These temporary hard times could be work lay-off, illness, a temporary change in family status for whatever reason, or any number of reasons.
So, when a young couple traveling through the area were stranded at a nearby truck stop because of an expensive car problem, a trucker noted they were asking a waitress for milk for their little baby. The trucker, who was well known to the waitress, had them well fed on his tab and someone notified the Good Guys Club. The couple had been to Michigan because of a family emergency and were trying to get back home in Texas.
It took a day to get the automobile repaired properly and the young couple were sent on their way with plenty of food for the baby and enough money to insure they would make it back safely.
Locally, the Good Guys have harvested crops for sick farmers, put on a roof or two (and even a bathroom) for senior citizens on a fixed income and performed hundreds of good deeds over the years -- some of which were rather major deeds.
One woman with young child found herself out in the cold, for no reason of her own making, with no local family to fall back on. She quickly found a job and a landlady "rented" her a small apartment, knowing she had no money at the moment. In the apartment was a crib for the child and a kitchen table. Nothing else. When she came home from work the second night, the apartment had been furnished and stocked with food. Someone even made the bed. Nothing was new, but the young woman and child had a comfortable home and everything worked well.
Such gifts of money, goods and services are quietly provided to many in temporary need throughout the year.
They don't advertise and intentionally stay low-key. Yet, many thousands of people in Northern Kentucky know they exist and what they do. The Good Guys are known for action, not notoriety. They just "do it" and do not wait for recognition.
Anyway, there comes a time, about this time of every year, when merchants and distributors in the area start contributing. Quietly, with no fanfare of any sort whatsoever, money, food and goods fill nearly every space the Good Guys can find.
And that brings us back to the barrels. Picture, if you will, many pickup trucks being loaded with large barrels, each designated to a specific family, each jam packed with food, household goods and, where applicable, even toys. Each driver has his route. All goods are delivered in one afternoon. Then, the Good Guys return to their own families and it's all over, never to be discussed again till it starts anew the next year.
Many of these Good Guys also profess what I like to call a "random act of kindness." To me, a random act of kindness is like the trucker telling the waitress, "Give them whatever they need to eat and put it on my tab. I'll make it good later." Then, nothing else needing be said, he walked away.
Throughout our busy week, most of us see one or two occasions where we could do something anonymously that would be of significant benefit to another. Quite often, these are things that would be simple for us. Yet, we often tend to "mind our own business" and stay out of things that don't concern us directly.
That's where the random act of kindness concept comes in. Because, what if everyone reading this did one random act of kindness for a complete stranger just once a week between now and the end of the year -- then, just walked away and forgot about it?
Try it sometime. That stuff gets contagious fast. And, who knows, it might get returned someday to someone you love -- at a time they most need it and you are not available to help.
While you are at it, have a Very Happy Thanksgiving.
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What if everyone reading this did one random act of kindness for a complete stranger just once a week between now and the end of the year -- then, just walked away and forgot about it? Try it sometime. That stuff gets contagious fast. And, who knows, it might get returned someday to someone you love -- at a time they most need it and you are not available to help.
While you are at it, have a Very Happy Thanksgiving.
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