Monday, October 5, 2015
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We need a hero
By Chris Campbell There is a neat trend on Facebook right now…where folks are changing their profile pictures to their favorite superhero in order to raise awareness for childhood cancer.
familiar sound of the garbage truck rumbling down Lowell Lane. I would jump up and down and waive frantically yelling “Hi Friend!” at the top of my lungs as Oliver would pick up bags of trash, toss them in the back, hop up on the truck and ride to the next house. When he finally got to my house I would run over and hug the guy in the navy blue jumpsuit. My mother would cringe (much like some of you mothers are doing right now) thinking about what those strong, calloused hands had touched that day.
He would pick me up and let me pull the handle that compacted the trash on the truck. Then he’d put me down and off he would go Our society loves superheroes. They do stuff that is otherworldly. about his day. Every once in a They have powers that allow them while mom and I would have to do things that no one else can do cookies and lemonade waiting for he and his co-workers. – abilities that make them larger than life. We ponder how awesome it would be to have those abilities. I wanted to be a garbage man! Imagine the lives we would save or When my mother would go the evil we would destroy if we could fly, run like the wind, or leap shopping at a department store I would climb on the clothes rack tall buildings in a single bound. and pretend I was riding the truck I vividly remember my first “super” down the street. Then I would hop hero. Iby was only three years old, but down, walk over to an imaginary Photo Loretta Anderson I remember so many details about collection of garbage, toss it into my imaginary truck and pull the him. He didn’t wear a cape or a handle. My parents had bigger mask, he wasn’t from a different plans for my career…but I knew planet, and he didn’t have an what I wanted to be when I grew intimidating name. He wore a up. Because that’s what “Friend” sanitation worker’s uniform, he was. grew up in Fort Worth, and his name was Oliver. Honestly, I don’t think I ever knew the real name of that older, African American gentleman – I just always called him “Friend.” Every Tuesday and Friday I would sit on the curb and wait for the
We all have had men or women that have come through our lives and been larger than life to us. We all have heroes that we admired for the qualities they possessed and the way they inspired us to be the greatest we can be.
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