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Day 739: Falling for transit

So, I came across this story today and it really hit home (no pun intended).

Ever since I had a bad fall last September on a city street and dislocated and broke my wrist, I have been very nervous walking down the stairs at the subway.

Just like the man in this story, I’d been rushing … to catch a bus to meet my husband for dinner to celebrate our wedding anniversary, as it happens.

I still can’t remember if I tripped on the streetcar tracks, or was jostled by hordes of Toronto Blue Jays fans (I still blame the Jays), but I came crashing to earth as if in slow motion and immediately knew something was wrong with my arm.

I had my own guardian angel that day. A lady in white who appeared out of nowhere and asked if I’d like her to go inside the restaurant I sat in front of to ask for some ice.

A passing police officer also helped me, along with a coworker who happened by and wondered why I was on the ground talking to a policeman. He said he didn’t think I’d had enough time to leave the office and tie one on at the bar. 🙂

Anywayyyys, enough about me.

The reason I mention that is because reading the story below about Yves Allard — who fell down the stairs at Toronto’s Bathurst station and was helped by a Good Samaritan —  reminded me of those lovely people who helped me that day.

I really hope I’ll jump in and help too, if I’m needed. I know now how much simple concern and kindness can mean so much when you’re disoriented and hurt and feeling vulnerable.

I’m going to share this story on social media and I hope anyone reading this does so too, the original link is HERE… to help Yves find the “Good Samaritan” so he can thank him.

Here’s an excerpt of his story:

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by Amara McLaughlin, CP24.com

A Toronto resident is searching for a “Good Samaritan” who called 911 after he tumbled down a TTC staircase while rushing to an appointment on Saturday afternoon, sustaining a head injury.

Yves Allard fell down a flight of stairs in Bathurst Station around 4 p.m. while he was making his way to the subway platform. … A man standing on the platform rushed to his aid until emergency crews arrived.

“He kept my conscious so once in a while he would tap my face to make sure I didn’t pass out,” Allard said.

He was rushed to hospital where he was treated for a deep gash wound on the back of his head, receiving eight staples. … Now he wants to thank the stranger in person and has started an online search, posting to social media “letting my guardian angel know I’m okay and that he saved my life.”

The “Good Samaritan” is described as a shorter man, believed to be in his late 20s or early 30s, with dark hair.

“I don’t know how to reach him or too much about him … [but] all I want is to thank this man from the bottom of my heart for helping me through a severe trauma,” Allard wrote in his online post.

Full story here.

p.s.

Song for the day:

Love the message of this song, and the performer, Gregory Porter, who I was fortunate enough to see in concert at The Toronto Jazz Festival last summer, and meet him by accident in the CBC Building that same day! It gave me the chance to tell him how much I love his music. I NEVER do things like that if I spot a celebrity… but he was so gracious, he made me glad I did.

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Day 573: Hockey star help

Sorry I’ve been absent for a couple of days. I’ve been good deeding like crazy but falling behind on telling you about them. I’m leaving on vacation tomorrow and will definitely try to get back on track!

So what have I been doing? Mostly helping out strangers with directions. For some reason, on even the most crowded streets, people zero in on me — the most directionally challenged individual for miles — to tell them where to go. I can even get lost with a GPS, for heaven’s sake.

So yesterday, a man stopped me to ask where to go for lunch … he felt like having French fries. That was a new one, and should have been easier because he wasn’t asking for directions to a specific location. But no. I mentioned a few places (even missed my light three times) but all of my suggestions were too “healthy” he laughed. Oh well, I tried.

I heard this story on the radio this morning and wanted to share it with you. Nice to know even famous hockey players are out there doing good deeds. Enjoy!

After crushing defeat, Brooks Laich turns good samaritan
Excerpted from tonic.com (by Marc Hertz)

If you’re a fan of the NHL’s Washington Capitals, you’re probably in a pretty sour mood these days. The Caps came into the playoffs with the best record in hockey, then took a 3-1 series lead against the Montreal Canadians, only to lose the last three games and, therefore, the series. It was a painful defeat and one can only imagine how the players must’ve felt. Thankfully, one of those players, Saskatchewan’s Brooks Laich, didn’t let the loss distract him from being a Good Samaritan.

As the Washington Post’s D.C. Sports Bog reported, Mary Ann Wangemann, 49, and her 14-year-old daughter, Lorraine, both dressed in Caps gear, were driving home after the team’s Game 7 loss when they hit a pothole and got a flat. Mary Ann called AAA and was told they didn’t know how long it would take to send them help, so the two were stuck on the side of the road at night, waiting, watching people drive by. As Mary Ann was quoted, “We were getting a little spooked. You feel pretty vulnerable right there.”

After a little while, an SUV pulled over, driven by one Brooks Laich. He asked if he could help, and with AAA on their way, Mary Ann just asked if he could wait with them. Laich, whom Mary Ann immediately recognized, certainly could’ve done just that, but instead asked if they had a spare tire, which they did. So, he took off his suit jacket, got the spare and went about taking the flat off and putting the spare on. After talking some hockey and finishing the tire change, Laich made sure they promised to drive slow on the way home, hugged both of them and left.

As Mary Ann said the day after the game, “When you think about what he was going through yesterday, just the disappointment …” then added, “given everything else going on in his life, I just thought it was really remarkable. I want people to know it.”

And now they do.

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Day 242: Tag-team heroes

The scene of the crime.

The scene of the crime.

Today was very low key in the good-deed department. I did try to be as pleasant and polite as possible to a telemarketer who called offering me furniture refinishing services.

Thing is, I have no need for these services, and they always seem to call at the precise moment my toast pops.

However, I tried to remember the caller was just doing their job. So I did not snap or slam down the phone, but let them down as gently as possible.

Today was “family day” here in Ontario. Only the second year for this holiday, which allows many workers to have a long weekend in the middle of dreary February.

So, for Family Day, I’d like to spotlight two very brave everyday heroes — Russel Cormier, a Toronto Transit Commission (TTC) ticket collector and an unidentified Good Samaritan.

Last week, a complete stranger pushed three teenage boys into the path of an oncoming subway train during rush hour.

This story terrified me because I’ve stood at the edge of that platform and felt the pressure of the crowd jostling behind me as the train approaches.

When this incident occurred, the boys’ friends alerted TTC staff, and Mr. Cormier and a commuter chased the suspect as the two boys returned to help their friends who were pinned underneath the train.

The two boys managed to roll to safety, narrowly missing the train that was pulling into the station. The foot of the third teen was clipped by the train and his injuries have required surgery.

Mr. Cormier and the patron chased the suspect for two blocks before tackling him to the ground outside a nearby restaurant. After a brief scuffle, the two men were able to retain the suspect until police arrived to make an arrest. He is now in custody and undergoing psychiatric evaluation.

Mr. Cormier says he doesn’t feel like a hero. He just feels like a man who did the right thing.

Sounds pretty heroic to me….

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Day 220: Open-door policy

doorcartoonI think this good-deedery might finally be sinking in.

Entering a building today, I saw an elderly lady taking halted steps toward the door. I held it open and waited out in the cold until she made it outside. She gave me a big smile and thanked me, but I should have been the one thanking her.

If the same thing had happened a year ago — since she was quite a ways from the door and moving slowly — I probably would have kept right on going. I would’ve taken for granted that someone else would come along behind me to help her. Heck, I might not have even noticed her at all.

The fact that I did is a big step for me. I know how pathetic that sounds. Holding a door open isn’t exactly volunteering in a leper colony. But that’s one of the reasons I started this blog. To become more mindful of others’ needs and make a positive difference — if only a small one — in someone else’s day.

Someone made a very positive difference in my day today. A person I’ve only met once offered a helping hand and that kind gesture definitely made my day. Thank you very much!

Everyday hero
On Sundays, I’ve been spotlighting everyday heroes and you could call today’s person an everyday superhero.

Last week, there was a shooting at a Toronto subway station. One young man was seriously wounded after being shot twice.

Despite the danger of a gunman on the loose in the station, a Good Samaritan rushed over to help the wounded man. She put pressure on his stomach wound to stop the bleeding and didn’t stop until the paramedics came to help him.

If the city doesn’t give her a reward for heroism, I bet the victim would like to….

P.S. I received this heartwarming comment from a reader (and friend), who experienced Toronto’s power failure a week or so ago:

“The power outage in the west end of Toronto lasted 24 hours for many people (including me!) — while the outside temperature fell to about -28 C. with the windchill. It was quite scary, and I’m a healthy adult with no children or elderly relatives depending on me. (Just a cat.) However, I did feel that people were very caring . One of my neighbours drove a nearby elderly couple to their daughter’s place in Scarborough. And my boyfriend opened his tiny bachelor apartment to me, my cat and two of my neighbourhood friends — and cooked us dinner!”

P.S. Here’s a song from Halifax musician Kevin Fox’s haunting new CD, Songs for Cello and Voice. Enjoy!

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Day 178: Seeing is believing

Sorry, not totally relevant but it made me giggle....

Sorry, not really relevant but it made me giggle....

This is going to sound a little crazy but it’s true. I was paying for a purchase today and said hello to the cashier and asked how he was doing. (Okay, that’s not the crazy part.)

He said “Fine” and smiled and I asked if it was a busy night and he said yes, but his shift was nearly over.

I’ve had exactly the same conversation before, of course, but today was different. I think it was the first time I’d looked the cashier in the eye, said these things and meant them 100%. Not in a “please join my cult” kind of way, but simply saying what I meant and meaning what I said.

Now this is the crazy part: Even though the exchange only lasted a few seconds, it felt significant, real, that I really “saw” this person. I can’t speak for the cashier but he looked pretty happy for a guy who’d been on his feet for hours. So I’m hoping he could sense my sincerity.

Not sure if this counts as a good deed so I’ll just have to try it again and see….

Random act of kindness corner
Spotted this wonderful story in my local newspaper, and thought I’d share it with you:

On the way to the bank yesterday morning, my niece lost an envelope with $800 cash that was supposed to be deposited in my account. She searched the path several times and couldn’t find the envelope.

When I found out what happened I knew the chance of someone returning the money was one in a million, even if my name and account number was written on the envelope.

As I returned home from church, my cell phone rang and the person on the other end asked me if I lost something. I started sobbing. I cannot believe that there’s still a good Samaritan out there who found me to return my money.

P.S. I’m feeling very Ho! Ho! Ho! these days, so here’s Frank Sinatra with “It Came Upon A Midnight Clear.” Enjoy!

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