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Gaer

"Angel whisperer"
Was there one particular thing that your friend or spouse did that made you realize the quality of his or her character; that made you stand in awe of the kind of person he or she was? Will you share it with us?
 

OK. I'll start! My late husband and I owned a B & B in Alaska. It had been pouring rain for weeks. A family came to the door late one night. They had been camping in the rain forest for 2 weeks and were soaking wet! They WALKED into town. The gentleman asked the price of the room, and then said, "Thanks anyway."
My husband said "Wait! We have one room left. It was reserved and paid for in advance. He called and said he's not coming. He's stuck in Seattle and said to keep the payment. You might as well have it!" "No charge because it's already paid for!"

He made this all up, of course, and saved the dignity of the Father of the three soaking wet children and wet wife, as he obviously had little money.
Never quite looked at my husband the same way again.
 
Oh @Gaer this is near and dear to my heart! The wonderful man in my life is not only a man of integrity and caring, he is also brave and willing to lay down his life for a person in danger.

Of course he’s been retired for many years but in his 60’s he worked as a prison guard and one day in his rounds he happened upon a dangerous situation: an inmate was threatening a female employee. My Prince Among Men put himself between them, and not only kept this deranged prisoner from getting to her, but had the presence of mind and calmness in the face of danger to find the key to the door she needed in his pocket and slip it to her so she could escape !

I thank God everyday for bringing him into my life ... he brings me joy daily and I know he would lay down his life to keep me safe
 

No heroics for me to write about here, ever.....but I had a friend

We met on a shit job
No, really, we were shoveling cow shit for a wage
While we shoveled away, we got acquainted

Ended up laughing our hind ends off......while shoveling
Got into a shit shovel fight
He accidently whupped me upside the head

Made quite an impression

Still have the scar


Even though that was over 50 years ago, I'll never forget him

Can't

We call or email about once a month
 
Oh @Gaer this is near and dear to my heart! The wonderful man in my life is not only a man of integrity and caring, he is also brave and willing to lay down his life for a person in danger.

Of course he’s been retired for many years but in his 60’s he worked as a prison guard and one day in his rounds he happened upon a dangerous situation: an inmate was threatening a female employee. My Prince Among Men put himself between them, and not only kept this deranged prisoner from getting to her, but had the presence of mind and calmness in the face of danger to find the key to the door she needed in his pocket and slip it to her so she could escape !

I thank God everyday for bringing him into my life ... he brings me joy daily and I know he would lay down his life to keep me safe
Aw-w-w-w! Do you know how rare it is to find a man like that? to have a love like yours? You are so lucky!
 
My late husband was a smoker. He had tried to stop multiple times without success and had given up trying to stop. He said he just wasn't able to give them up.

I had chronic bronchitis (typical in Detroit, unfortunately) that was bordering on emphysema. My doctor sent me to a specialist, who said I had to stop smoking. I told him I didn't smoke but that I lived with a smoker. He said that I might as well be smoking myself because it was about the same.

I came home and told my husband what the specialist said. He took the cigarettes out of his pocket, threw them in the trash and never put another one in his mouth. He couldn't stop smoking for his own good but he did for my sake. That's a good man.
 
Some things about my wife:
Very compassionate. Very loving. Very much a Christian lady (but definitely not a "bible pusher")
And, was an extremely fast learner of pro-rodeo. With what she wore, the lingo she learned, I was completely amazed at how she fit, and was accepted, into the rodeo family.
 
My husband's younger brother, Alex, was gay. The family refused to accept it, treating his partner of 44 years like a roommate. When Alex died, my husband's sisters and their children began denigrating his partner, saying that he wanted to "steal" everything they owned together. It was actually very simple, as things were set up so his partner had the rights of survivorship.

The family behaved very badly, and then my husband, the oldest of the siblings, stepped up. He defended Joe, Alex's partner, and made it clear that he wouldn't allow anyone to take advantage of him. They wanted to leave Joe out of the obituary, but my husband insisted on honoring his brother's life choices.

My husband came from a old world, religious and conservative family. He never paid much attention to issues of gay rights. But he loved his brother enough to go against the entire extended family. He said, "This was Alex's choice. I won't pretend to understand it, but I respect it." He went out of his way to help Joe, inviting him to our home frequently and making clear that as far as he was concerned, Joe was family. Joe and I are still very close. The others? Not so much.

I admired and respected my husband so much for this. It would have been easy to sit back and let the family overwhelm Joe, but he chose to step up. A lot of people were surprised by his actions, but I wasn't. He was a man who understood love, no matter what form it took.
 
My late husband was a smoker. He had tried to stop multiple times without success and had given up trying to stop. He said he just wasn't able to give them up.

I had chronic bronchitis (typical in Detroit, unfortunately) that was bordering on emphysema. My doctor sent me to a specialist, who said I had to stop smoking. I told him I didn't smoke but that I lived with a smoker. He said that I might as well be smoking myself because it was about the same.

I came home and told my husband what the specialist said. He took the cigarettes out of his pocket, threw them in the trash and never put another one in his mouth. He couldn't stop smoking for his own good but he did for my sake. That's a good man.
What a sweet man...who obviously loved you very much. This almost made me cry.
 
Another one about my lat husband: We were kinda down and out. We were building the house around us and every penny went into materials.
We had to take a break from building to go for a ride. I gave my husband my last $40 and said, "That's it, hon, Don;t spend it!"
We went to a swap meet in Farmington. In the last row was a lady and three children. She was on the verge of tears. The things she had for sale were taken out of the trash. An old pipe nipple, a dented hub cap, old used paint brushes; nothing usable.
She went to the outhouse, I guess and left her nine year old daughter in charge. My husband said, "How much is that?" The little girl said, "25 cents.' My husband said, "Oh no! Those are almost impossible to get! I'll give you $5.oo for it! I've been looking all over for one of those!" he kept doing this until his $40. was gone.
He stopped on the way home at a dumpster to get rid of everything. We didn't say anything. We just smiled all the way home.
He was pretty awesome too, Jujube!
 

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