From friends in the same situation!
Thanks Sherry, Marty, Porter and Cathy and all the comments from friends by e-mails
My friend Sherry in Ellensburg, Washington sent me this e-mail that jogged my mind the into the stressful situations that we put ourselves into by losing our car key! The following is several small stories mostly of myself locking my car keys in the car.
This is from Sherry who sent me this story of a women in a dire predicament.
The lady related:
Several days ago as I left a meeting at a hotel, I desperately gave myself a personal TSA pat-down! I was looking for my car keys. They were not in my pocket. A quick search of the meeting room revealed nothing. Suddenly I realized I must have left them in my car. Frantically, I headed for the parking lot. My husband had scolded me many times for leaving the keys in ignition. My theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose your key. His theory is that the car will be stolen.
As I burst through the hotel doors, I came to a terrifying conclusion! His theory was right!
The parking lot was empty! I Immediately called the police. I gave them my location the type of car and confessed that I had left my keys in the car and that it had been stolen.
Then I made the most difficult call of all. “Honey,” I stammered (I always call him “Honey” in times like these.) “I left the keys in the car and it’s been stolen.” There was a period of silence, I thought the call had been dropped, but then I heard his voice. “Are you kidding me,” he barked, “I dropped you off!”
Now it’s my time to be silent! Embarrassed, I said, “Well, come and get me.” He retorted, “I will, as soon as I have convinced this cop I didn’t steal your car!”
And this one is from Marty. The location: Soldotna Fred Meyers parking lot about a year after it opened and does not involve lost car keys. She did not name names because she said this person will remain unnamed for the fear of her life! (I do have suspicions as to who this was!)
The lady came out of Fred Meyers, got into her car and noticing that there was no car in front of her and proceeded to drive forward to the leave. The only problem was that she high centered her T Bird on the concrete barrier between the spaces. Noticing her predicament several friendly fellows gave her a big mighty push to get her off. Surprisingly she told Marty about it. They had a good laugh since her car wasn’t hurt! ( I bet that is her and Marty’s secret until now!)
And these my tales about leaving my keys in the car.
A long time ago I drove into Kenai to work/play at Fireweed Herb Gardens. Having mostly nothing on my mind, got out of the car and slammed the door-then I remembered I did not take the keys ignition! Lucky for me, Bob had placed an extra key in a strategic location that required screwdriver. With my head hanging low from embarrassment, I asked my son-in-law Porter if I could borrow a screwdriver.
I explained what I had done. He said “I’ll get it for you Mom.” He retrieved the key and gave it to me and I unlocked the car and handed the spare key back to Porter — he put it back in its place.
I grabbed a few things I had on the front seat and locked and slammed the door, just as Porter was saying. “Mom. Mom! The keys!” Once again, he retrieved the extra key, unlocked my car and stood there to watch me as I retrieved the keys from the ignition! He then screwed the extra key back in its rightful place for the second time! Oh, but this is not the end of this story! He has had to retrieve my keys several times! I think he just walks around with a screwdriver in his pocket — just in case! What a wonderful guy!
The next two stories involved the Kenai Walmart parking lot. I drove into Walmart in my recently purchased black Subaru. I came back out of the store with a cart full of stuff that I did not need. No keys in my pocket — I usually have several pockets so rechecking every pocket, I finally looked into the car and on the front seat were my keys! I tried all the doors and all were locked, of course! But I did have my cell phone, so I called Bob — no answer! The next best thing, I called my good friend Cathy who lives about a mile up the road from us. I asked her if she would go get a key from Bob and bring them into me at Walmart. She did not hesitate, she said “I’ll be right there!” It is a 20 or so mile trip into Kenai and 15 minutes later Cathy drove up, rolled down her window, handed me the keys, waited until I unlocked my door and got in my car and she drove off. Now that is a true friend!
And on another occasion in the same Walmart parking lot I came out of the store with a cart full of mostly — you guessed it — things I didn’t need. I pushed my cart down the lane where I thought I had parked my car. Not seeing it I slowly pushed my cart back up the other lane, looking in both directions trying to find my black Subaru. I stopped and I looked at every car and still could not find where I had parked. I must’ve had utter frustration on my face as an older kind gentleman got out of his car and asked me if he could help and what kind and color of car did I have. As I was telling him a black Subaru — I looked up and “taaahhhdahhh!” I spied Bob’s green Oldsmobile. I had driven into town in his car not my black car! As I was trying to explain to the kind gentleman who was looking for a black car when I pointed at the green car, he just shook his head, smiled and walked away. I bet he had a great story to tell when he got home about the crazy woman at Walmart looking for a black car and pointing at a green car!
I bet you all have tales of lost keys, lost cars and rescues also!
Lets’ not forget to be thankful for all our friends and the rescues they have preformed! And be sure and tell God that you are thankful everyday for the Miracles He has Performed. Please pray for those who are fighting illness — they need our prayers every day and sometimes more that once or twice a day! “But for the Grace of God go I.”
If you have planted hope today in a
Heart that felt alone,
If you caused a laugh that chased
Some tears away
If someone’s burden was made
Lighter because of your kindness
Then your day was well spent.