My New Friend, "Mason"

I met the most delightful little old man last night. Since he was a patient I transported in the ambulance, I will call him "Mason". For a little over an hour, I enjoyed his heartfelt stories. Everything from serving in WWII, to meeting his wife of 63 years, and proud memories of his grandchildren. "Mason" is 83 and very thankful for every one of those years. He is a spry little fellow and recognizes the Lord God Himself for each of the many blessings in his life.

I almost teared up a few times while he talked about his dear wife. As I said, they have been married for 63 years! He said a couple of times, "I don't know what I would do if anything happened to that little lady". He jokingly admitted that during their courtship, it was she who proposed to him by saying, "so I think we should get engaged". They had set a wedding date for the following June, but he smiled and told me, "we moved the date up". How precious!

We laughed and talked and laughed some more. I told him how honored I was to meet him and thanked him for his service in the Navy during WWII. He said, "oh the honor is mine, young lady!" The transport was almost complete, when he told me, "I'm having so much fun!" I begged him not to tell too many people how much fun we had in the ambulance, for then everyone would be calling 9-1-1!