…I have received this story more than 7 times from anonymous sources, something is telling me to post it!
Again Cabby Ken came from an era when it was more acceptable to Drink and Drive..Did we pull it off, I think not MAD, and many other programs were formed!
No body likes you if you drink and drive anymore..No body!!
This is a must read if you still think your okay to drive after drinking, or if you know some-one that still does?..send them this post! If they don’t get it remove them from Face Book and your Life!
Here ya go. This is a true story.
I was walking around in a Big Bazar store making shopping, when I saw a
Cashier talking to a boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years
old.
The Cashier said, ‘I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy
this doll. Then the little boy turned to me and asked: ” are
you sure I don’t have enough money?”
I counted his cash and replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough
money to buy the doll, my dear.” The little boy was still holding the
doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give
this doll to. ‘It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so
much . I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY.
I have to give the doll to my mummy so that she can give it to my
sister when she goes there.’ His eyes were so sad while saying this.
‘My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to
see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with
her to give it to my sister..”
My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: ‘I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.’ Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me ‘I want mummy to take my picture with her so my sister won’t forget me.’ ‘I love my mummy and I
wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.’ Then he looked again at the doll with
sad eyes, very quietly..
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. ‘Suppose we check
again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?”
‘OK’ he said, ‘I hope I do have enough.’ I added some of my money to
his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough
for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: ‘Thank you God for giving me enough money!’
Then he looked at me and added, ‘I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mummy could give It to my sister. He heard me!” ‘I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mummy loves white roses.’
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I
started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I
remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news
paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever..
The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is
still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a
drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Please DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE. and again:::
If you still think your okay to drive after drinking, or if you know some-one that still does?..send them this post! If they don’t get it remove them from Face Book and your Life!
Happy (“,) Mileage,
Cabby Ken
p.s….had a great time driving tonight..have a great story for you…soooooon!


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Follow-up comment rss or Leave a TrackbackThis story sounds so familiar to many others.
When I was wheeling cabs around Calgary I was half-pissed a lot of the time. As a night driver I couldn’t relate to my clientele when I was sober.
I never got as pissed as Dave in Car #1. There was an example of how not to drive drunk.
I took his keys away on many an occasion. He always thanked me the next day.
The late ’70s was pretty casual for drinking/driving.
I often went out with a car-load of friends and ran the meter all night whilst bar-hopping. When you got in a line for a road-side stop the cops would flag you out of line and on your way as it looked like you were working, not partying.
Those were the days my friend,
I’d thought they’d never end . . .
LOL
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