Heroes

Blog 63 ...

We had done a move many times in the past.  Way back those times however, we were much stronger and younger.  Mobile and agile, we could whisk and lift, pull and push boxes or simply and quickly move furniture pieces from a door to a moving truck.  Not this time at our more advanced ages, and definitely not after Mickey's recent back surgery!  Today, we had to depend on the energies of two physically adept acquaintances that were kind enough to help us get the moving tasks completed.  Earlier, as we broke bread, exchanged pleasantries, and then clarified work for which we needed help to finish, it seemed a mountain-like work that could not be accomplished.  We conversed in broken, simple English.  They spoke in their more comfortable dialect, gestured and motioned to us when they were not clear of next steps.  They moved as swiftly and as skillfully as they picked up items inside the house and loaded them up with precision into a parked cart.  From the sidelines, we watched and assisted as much as we could.  Beginning from the top floor hauling bed pieces, computers, and boxes filled with basic living necessities, time flew by quickly with our helpers' synchronized work-dance.  Their decisive wits, four hands and arms, strong backs and quick steps got the work going.  It took two busily engaged hours to fill in a moving cart, but it did not seem long for the work to be completed by our newly-found friends of the day.  They were our heroes!