Holy cow! Where has the time gone? It seems like just yesterday I was bemoaning the fact that there were Christmas trees being serenaded by carols in the stores and it was not yet Halloween and now those things are actually seasonally appropriate.
Remember when it seemed like it took F O R E V E R for Christmas to arrive?
Now? Not so much.
We took part in our communities’ annual Rake Up Boise – an event that we’ve participated in since our daughter was in middle school. We’ve raked with a middle school team, a Mensa team, a Civil Air Patrol team, an AFS team and a team from my office. Some years we’ve gone out with more than one team if they were raking on different days. This year’s team was from the office and I was the coordinator. Counting kids, we had 55 participants. And we raked up about 150 bags of leaves.
When you have a big group like that, it goes very quickly! And is accompanied by much frivolity. We’ve been known to rake not only the yards assigned to us (4 this year), but sometimes the neighboring yards. Since one of our houses had a neighboring yard FULL of leaves, we decided to rake them up as well so that they wouldn’t get blown into the yard we had just cleaned up. Sometimes when we do that, we have a lot of fun with the reactions of the occupants of the “extra” house (since they’re not expecting a huge group of people to attack their leaves). This year, we had a more sobering experience. In the words of one of our rakers from an e-mail she sent to the office the Monday after we raked:
As those of you who were there may recall, after we finished our four "assigned" houses we decided to do an additional house, almost as an after-thought. As I was helping rake up the leaves, I noticed an elderly gentleman walk out of this house and he looked perplexed, but also sad. He walked over to my boyfriend and spoke to him for a long while. Afterwards, [BF] walked up to me and shared their conversation.
The man asked [BF] what was going on, who were we? After [BF] explained that we were all from [lawfirm] (and/or friends and family members) and we were participating in Rake Up
I just wanted to share this with all of you . . . You never know how much a kind gesture means to its recipient until something like this happens.
You really do never know.
1 comment:
Thanks for leaving a comment on my post. It gets kind of lonely there. :)
I'm actually responding to your previous post about your phantom cigarette smoke: Don't give up. The answer is there somewhere. I just found out early this year that after almost 20 years of going to doctors about the same weird things that there is an answer. You just got to get through all the crap and the doctors thinking your nuts (just because they don't know about it doesn't mean it doesn't exist!). In the meantime, I hope it goes away for good. I too loathe that smell. I hope you get your answer. Take care.
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