Faith - Ray Leonard - 4 Oct 01greenspun.com : LUSENET : Experience into Words : One Thread
It was a dark and stormy night when I awoke to Molly roaring into the wind. Her calf was due and there was something in her deep bellowing which rose from the ground like a warning. I could hear Mum and Dad too, their voices trying to soothe, trying to save. There wasn’t time. If I ran I might get the vet here before…
Out I went and into a wind that tugged and reefed and shoved me into the black night. The short-cut was across Mad Thomas’s fields. I had played in them. I knew the sharp rocks, the deep potholes, the dangers. Now, in blindness, I had to trust my instinct for the path. While the rain lashed and soaked I prayed, God, carry me through.
Then I saw them, the lights, the town and was soon banging on the vets door like a lunatic. The house filled up with light and the big bearded ancient old vet opened his door, and he knew. Before long we were climbing into his warm car and he told me, Relax! All is well! And he turned on the headlights and lit up the night and we drove the roadway home.
-- Anonymous, October 04, 2001
Ray. you should write a best seller. R.B.
-- Anonymous, October 08, 2001
Ray, I think you should write a bestseller too and a little poetry thrown in. I love an earthy story and you have helped me to put somthing in writing for class. As this Sundays Gospel is about "thanks " I thank you.
-- Anonymous, October 14, 2001
Some bestsellers fall into oblivion, but can always be found there. Others, like fireworks, explode, and dissolve, into thin air.
-- Anonymous, October 17, 2001