Thank you to some angels
Last updated 11/2/2007 at Noon
This is just a little letter of thanks to some of our heroes here on the
home front. Many of the locals here in Fallbrook know my son Joel, a.k.a. “Speed Racer.” He is disabled with cerebral palsy and uses an electric chair to get around town. Joel leads a very active social life, with many family members and friends here in Fallbrook.
Recently Joel was in need of a place to stay between caregivers,
as he needs assistance with bathing, dressing and cooking. A group
of Marines invited Joel to stay with them as we searched for a dependable caregiver. Not only did they bring him into their home, but they would not accept any financial assistance. In turn I would make meals to take over to them that they surely would not turn down. After a month’s time, still with no dependable caregiver to live
at Joel’s apartment with him, the Marines still insisted that Joel stay
with them. At this point, Joel’s electric chair broke down. For two weeks it was in San Diego being repaired. Joel needed to be carried from one spot to another due to a previous injury. Guess who took this chore on with no complaints? These Marines, all under the
age of 25, took on a huge task and performed amazingly. I called them my personal angels that must have fallen from the sky.
Their response was always the same: “We’re not angels, Mom.
Joel’s our bro. It’s cool; no worries.” Along with those words of comfort, there always came a hug from each of them.
At a time of despair for my family and me, it was the Marines here on
the homeland who touched us all. Here’s a special thank you to my
newly adopted sons. I am so proud of all of you, Robby, Jeremy, Tim
and Justin. Mom loves you all. Thank you, God, for these four angels you sent us, also known by many as “Marines.” To end on a happy note, Joel now has a wonderful caregiver and friend living with him.
Susan J. Cowgill