I Squeezed Her Hand

I would like to share this story with you.

It makes me smile to read that there are  many kind and wonderful people out there that do care about one another….

So today hold open that door to a stranger and see how most will be so surprise to see the special kindness You are giving a perfect stranger…

I know it will make you smile too.

Have a wonderful day


A NYC Taxi driver wrote:

I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard
box filled with photos and glassware.

‘Would you carry my bag out to the car?’ she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.

She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. ‘It’s nothing’, I told her.. ‘I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.’

‘Oh, you’re such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, ‘Could you drive
through downtown?’

‘It’s not the shortest way,’ I answered quickly..

‘Oh, I don’t mind,’ she said. ‘I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice.

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. ‘I don’t have any family left,’ she continued in a soft voice..’The doctor says I don’t have very long.’ I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

‘What route would you like me to take?’ I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, ‘I’m tired.Let’s go now’.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

‘How much do I owe you?’ She asked, reaching into her purse.

‘Nothing,’ I said

‘You have to make a living,’ she answered.

‘There are other passengers,’ I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.

‘You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.It was the sound of the closing of a life..

I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk.What if that woman had gotten an angry driver,or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.

We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

FEEL.” ~Maya Angelou ❤

Could It Be??? Mary Holding Baby Jesus…

It was almost 4 years end of summer 2007  its was a full moon again.  I decided to take some pictures of the moon, like I often do.

 Just for fun.

I did not have a place to put the camera  to keep it from shaking. Using different settings too. 

 I am in AW when I see this pictures of the full moon or what I see 

  “Mary holding Baby Jesus in her Arms”. 

   How could this be??? 

a picture of the full moon so peaceful with a sign from up above…


Es sind schon fast 4 Jahre here, Ende des Sommers 2007  eine Vollmond Nacht wieder. Ich beschloss, ein paar Bilder von der Mond zu nehmen, wie öffters.

 Just for fun.

Ich hatte keinen Ort, um die Kamera zu befestigen und das Schütteln zu verhindern. Auch benutzte ich verschiedene Einstellungen.

 Ich staune schon, wenn ich dieses Bild des Vollmondes sehe.

  “Maria mit Jesus in den Armen”.

   Wie konnte das sein??

ein Bild des Vollmondes so friedlich mit einem Zeichen von Oben …


Raccoons At Coco Beach in Florida

After we went to the Kennedy Space Centre in Florida we decide to go to Coco Beach for a cooling of time. well we where not the only once they had that idea. A family of raccoons was visiting the showers for some water. I guess that salt water was not so tasty for them. We keep our distant to them and more and more came out of the bushes. 

Then we went to the beach and guess who was busy getting sand out of the holes next to where I was sitting enjoying watching my family in the waves…..a crab. So busy working away but keeping an eye out what I am up too. 

Nach dem wir bei dem Kennedy Space Centre in Florida auf Besuch waren. Dachten wir das wir eine Abkühlung bei Coco Beach gut brauchen könnten. So wir waren aber nicht die einzigen die das dachten. Eine Raccoon Familie war auch da. Das Salz Wasser schmeckt nicht so gut so waren die Raccoons bei der Dusche und hatten frisches Wasser lieber zum trinken. Wir hielten uns etwas zurück und wie Du sehen kanst kamen immer mehr aus den Busch. 

So loss gehts jetzt zu dem Strand. Schaut her wer da schon am werken is. Ich sass so da und schaute meiner Familie zu im Wasser. Da merkte ich plötzlich das mich jemand beobachtet….ja eine Krappe die hin und her wandert und Sand aus dem Loch wirft….lustig das so zu sehen.