Just Walking Each Other Home

Life is Good, and Sweet and Short.

Remember the Good Times.

Not too long ago, I read what life is all about is that we’re all just here to walk each other home. A person could become very philosophical about that, pondering the religious meaning of “home” and guiding people in the right direction, but you know, I had one immediate and very poignant thought.

In a post about dogs in small towns, I told the story of Officer-Father-in-Law of My Niece bringing our dog home one morning when she’d left the yard on an adventure to visit the local elementary school. That dear, kind man could have lectured me about breaking the “dogs off leash” law, or even taken her to the local dog pound for the people there to track down her owner via her county dog tag number.   Instead he listened, patiently I’m sure, to the words of the schoolchildren who told him that was Mrs. Weatherly’s dog.  He simply put her in his cruiser, tied a short rope around her neck as a makeshift leash, drove to my house and kindly walked her  to my back door and handed her over with a smile.

That man did many kind things in this small town we now call home. He once responded to a 911 call I made one day when something rather suspicious was going on at a neighbor’s house. After ensuring all was taken care of, he could have driven away, but instead, calmly walked up to my door, assured me all was fine, and thanked me for making the call.  For more importantly, this police officer has been recognized  for outstanding bravery when he was on foot at a parade route and a car began rolling down a slight slope toward children in that parade.  That caring, brave man actually did his best to physically stop that car, succeeded in ensuring it didn’t hit the children, but sustained significant personal injuries himself.

Just walking everybody home. A small town police officer who served his country and community, who was a kind and beloved family man, a good neighbor, a respected gentleman. He did what we’re all here to do, but going the extra mile, did it with kindness, humbleness, professionalism, and genuine class. Rest in peace, Officer.  I’m certain that when you arrived in heaven, you were met with open arms and walked gently home.

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"If I had my life to live over... But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute... look at it and really see it ... live it...and never give it back." -- Erma Bombeck “If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together.. there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we're apart.. i'll always be with you.” -- from Winnie the Pooh “I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.” -- Laura Ingalls Wilder “Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.” -- Dr. Seuss
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One Response to Just Walking Each Other Home

  1. janicedoty says:

    Thank you for sharing…I will also ponder the thought of ‘walking others home’.

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