

Recently I was helping friends with a 2 day Rummage Sale since it was a subdivision rummage sale. On the first day there were many people who came. Some bought things and some were there just to look. There was also water, soda, and homemade popcorn for sale where little kids could feel like they were a part of helping.
There was a back massager for sale that was set up in a chair. People could sit in the chair and turn on the button and get a massage while they were sitting there. It created different conversations. There was this man that sat in it for awhile, waiting for his wife to look around the sale. He was munching on popcorn and was telling us how good it was. We would have conversation with him and we all would laugh. When his wife was ready to go, she would tell him that he must get out of the chair now so they could hit other sales.
They left and a couple of hours after that the weather changed. It was starting to sprinkle so we had to get everything into the garage in order to keep it dry. As we got it all inside, the man and his wife came back. He was hoping to sit in the chair again. We could let him do this since the chair was easy to get to. Again he bought some more popcorn.
While he was sitting there, a lady came and she was looking around at things. She looked at him and they started to talk. It turned out they knew each other from the past. They only talked a few minutes and we didn’t think anything about it. The man left with his wife and the lady that had been talking to him was now in the back of the garage and she was just standing in one place with her back towards us. I couldn’t help to notice she was crying.
She turned around and asked us if we knew him. We told her no, that he had been here about 4 times so far for the popcorn and to sit in the chair. She informed us that he was a Cancer Survivor that was such an inspiration to her.
She told us his story. There had been many benefits held for him so he could pay his medical bills. The whole time she was telling us that, she tried not to let the tears flow down her face. She talked about 30 minutes. Each time she talked she said that she wished there was a way that she could bottle his inspiration.
She said the man had been through so much at such a young age. All of the different treatments. The ups and downs. She said he was 36 years old. She said each time she sees him, she cries. She can’t help it. Again she wished she could bottle his inspiration. She said “I see he is putting on a little weight and it looks good on him.”
She had in her hand a plastic bag with 6 fishing lures. They were what you call spoons. They were silver and about 5 inches long. The price on the bag was 50 cents. She showed it to me and I said “okay that is 50 cents. All of a sudden she reached down the neck of her blouse and pulled out a fishing lure spoon that was on a chain that she used as a necklace. I just looked at her like why would she be wearing something like this. She proceeded to tell me it was something she had received from that man. She described it as her piece of inspiration.
The more this lady talked, the more I thought I had to tell her about how she could make a card and mail it to herself if she could get a picture of the man. She didn’t know his address.I went to my vehicle and showed her a few cards I had made and received that had pictures of people on them and why they were special to me. I showed the one of my Dad when he was in a happy moment. One being when I was in Germany as an exchange student we came across a TV to be able to talk to our families while we were away from home. My dad is below me in front of the TV screen.The other being when I sold a car out of the showroom when I worked for a Car Dealership. She proceeded to tell how she lost her mom to stomach cancer also. Her mother went fast and she appreciated that. Her mom wouldn’t have to suffer long.
She had never heard of this way to keep memories alive. She said she had pictures of her mom but didn’t have time to be looking at all of the picture albums at home. She told me that her mother had boxes of cards that had been saved over the years, but that none of them had pictures. The verses inside were great but now this idea of having pictures with them would be more meaningful.
This lady was so emotional still from seeing that man and his wife. She again asked ” Are you sure you don’t know him? We told her “no.” She said she would have to find this man’s address so she can get a picture of him, so she can keep it with her. She knew his name but that was it. Even though she had gone to many of the benefits, she never realized how important this man’s inspiration would effect her.Before she left, she asked if she could have my phone number so I maybe could her her make this special memory card. I gave it to her. She thanked us for listening to her and again she cried, waving good-bye to us.
A few days has passed by since the sale and the lady has called me to help her. She located the man and went to his home and talked with him and his wife. She said they had a long conversation that she will treasure forever. She really appreciated this moment she had with them. She thanked me and told me she appreciates me for making her day!