Last Saturday, I had two strange experiences. Since I am handicapped, I use an electric cart. Suddenly, after much shopping, I came to a quick stop, as I came to an eye-to-eye contact with a small boy. My basket was about two inches from his stomach. An old family saying popped into my mind as I said, "Rule one: Never cross in front of a moving vehicle." We were both motionless, staring at each other when, from behind me, came what could only be his father's voice, "Hang it up, old woman, hang it up."
Stunned, I said, "I didn't want to hurt your boy." Again, I heard that same rude and crude statement. The boy and I were still in eye-to-eye contact as I rapidly removed myself from the area. He was so surprised he hadn't said a word.
Later, when I moved up to the cashier's counter, a voice from nowhere said, "May I help you unload?" and a young man moved up and started to unload my basket, even though I was so surprised I hadn't replied. We exchanged first names and he introduced me, first name only, to his wife and his "buddy" while he informed me that he was going to go with me to my car, unload, and return the cart to the store. Since I had two cartons containing unassembled cabinets, I was more than grateful.
While we were proceeding to the car, I told his wife that she had found a man who was one in a million and she should hang onto him. With a big smile, she quietly said, "I know."
So, you see, it takes all kinds to make the world of Payson. If you have an unpleasant experience, wait a while and maybe a wonderful one will happen. Thank you again, Randy and Chrissie and your "buddy," for helping a tired and slightly depressed "old woman." (I am 87.)
The only trouble is that I can't forget that handsome little boy with his father. Is he headed toward a whole growing-up with that kind of influence, a frustrated, unhappy boy possibly with drugs and alcohol in his future to escape a sad, miserable existence?
He's in my prayers.
Name withheld by request
Editor's note: The Payson Roundup has a policy not to run anonymous Letters to the Editor. We made an exception for this elderly woman who was afraid of the repercussions from the father she describes.