love. She met a local farmer and was head over heels in love with him. He wasn’t much to look at either. He was a small, scrawny man with a bald head and a white beard. He wore a blue mechanics suit that zipped up the front. The name patch on the mechanics suit said “Gary” but his name was Bob.
Eventually Hope moved in with Bob, he owned a farm but was having a difficult time making a go of it. Hope loved every creature from the pigs to the barn cats. She was always beaming and had a spring in her step. I had closed door discussions with her regarding personal hygiene as she was coming to work smelling like pig shit. I even provided her with tiny, sample sized bottles of shampoo and soap. She giggled, she was thrilled with her new little gifts and
didn’t care much about what anyone thought except for Bob and he loved her just the way she was.
I thought I would bring up the topic of laundry by complaining about how much I disliked the task. She just shrugged her shoulders. “We don’t have much laundry; Bob just wears his jumpsuits and nothing underneath, not even socks.” That was a visual I didn’t need. I tried to stress the importance of doing laundry and not coming to work smelling like a farm. Other employees were complaining and she had to comply or risk getting terminated. Hope agreed to try
One morning she told me she had a surprise for me at the end of the work day; there was someone she wanted me to meet. She waited outside my office door as I turned off the lights and locked the door. She took my hand and practically dragged me to the door. In the parking lot I could see Bob in the beat up, old station wagon that he drove. We walked over the car and Hope opened the back door. She grabbed a rope and led a young calf out of the backseat and paraded it around the parking lot. “Meet Leroy,” she yelled.
Employees were honking and waving as they exited the lot. I was in shock.
Hope said they didn’t have enough money to pay a vet to come to the farm to give the calf his shots so to save money they were driving him to the vet on their own. Logical things kept running through my mind: was it legal to drive with a large farm animal in the back seat of a car? How long would the shocks and tires hold out on a car with that much weight in the backseat? Did we have a company policy prohibiting cows from grazing on the lawn? Was there a city ordinance that prohibited farm animals from being in the city limits? I had to stop myself. It wasn’t a logic moment. It was a flash in time when I needed to see with my heart instead of my head. I had to jump into Hopes mind for just a moment to really experience what life was like for her.
I grabbed Leroy’s rope and walked him around the
parking lot as Hope and Bob held hands and hugged. After they left I stood in the empty parking lot and gathered my thoughts as I kicked at the gravel. That day I saw love, crazy, true, honest love, in the purest
form. It was a snapshot in time that I will always remember.
To be continued…..
British Words of the Day- Knock Up
If you are in Britain and get knocked up it doesn’t mean you are expecting a child, it means someone woke you up. Back in the day, people were employed to knock on the windows of workers to make sure they made it to work on time. They used sticks called “knocker uppers.”
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