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« on: July 24, 2009, 06:22:27 AM »

The following was passed along to me in a E-mail.

I didn't SNOPES it.

I didn't figure that it had to be verified.

It's one of those things that if it didn't happen it should have.......................



Ms. Eddy and Jack

Good morning said a woman as she walked up
to the man sitting on ground.

The man slowly looked up.

This was a woman clearly accustomed to the
finer things of life. Her coat was new. She looked
like she had never missed a meal in her life.

His first thought was that she wanted to make fun
of him, like so many others had done before. 
"Leave me alone," he growled....

To his amazement, the woman continued standing.

She was smiling -- her even white teeth displayed
in dazzling rows. "Are you hungry?" she asked.

"No," he answered sarcastically. "I've just
come from dining with the president. Now go away."

The woman's smile became even broader. 

Suddenly the man felt a gentle hand under his arm.

"What are you doing, lady?" the man asked
angrily. "I said to leave me alone.

Just then a policeman came up.
"Is there any problem, ma'am?" he asked..

"No problem here, officer," the woman answered.
"I'm just trying to get this man to his feet.
Will you help me?"

The officer scratched his head.  "That's old
Jack. He's been a fixture around here for a couple
of years. What do you want with him?"

"See that cafeteria over there?" she asked.
"I'm going to get him something to eat and get
him out of the cold for awhile."

"Are you crazy, lady?" the homeless man
resisted. "I don't want to go in there!"  Then he
felt strong hands grab his other arm and lift him up. 
"Let me go, officer. I didn't do anything."

"This is a good deal for you, Jack," the officer
answered. "Don't blow it."

Finally, and with some difficulty, the woman and the
police officer got Jack into the cafeteria and sat him
at a table in a remote corner.  It was the middle of
the morning, so most of the breakfast crowd had
already left and the lunch bunch had not yet arrived...

The manager strode across the cafeteria and
stood by his table...  "What's going on here, officer?"
he asked.  "What is all this, is this man in trouble?"

"This lady brought this man in here to be
fed," the policeman answered. 

"Not in here!" the manager replied angrily.
"Having a person like that here is bad for business."

Old Jack smiled a toothless grin.  "See, lady. I told you
so. Now if you'll let me go. I didn't want to come here
in the first place..."   

The woman turned to the cafeteria manager
and smiled. "Sir, are you familiar with Eddy and
Associates, the banking firm down the street?"

"Of course I am," the manager answered
impatiently. "They hold their weekly meetings in one
of my banquet rooms." 

"And do you make a goodly amount of money
providing food at these weekly meetings?"

"What business is that of yours?"

I, sir, am Penelope Eddy, president and CEO of the company."

"Oh."  Replied the manager with a sheepish look.

The woman smiled again. "I thought that might make
a difference."  She glanced at the cop who was busy
stifling a giggle. "Would you like to join us in a cup of
coffee and a meal, officer?"

"No thanks, ma'am," the officer replied. "I'm on duty." 

"Then, perhaps, a cup of coffee to go?"

"Yes, ma'am. That would be very nice."

The cafeteria manager turned on his heel,
"I'll get your coffee for you right away, officer."

The officer watched him walk away. "You
certainly put him in his place," he said.

"That was not my intent. Believe it or not,
I have a reason for all this."   

She sat down at the table across from her
amazed dinner guest. She stared at him intently. 
"Jack, do you remember me?"

Old Jack searched her face with his old,
rheumy eyes. "I think so -- I mean you do
look familiar."

"I'm a little older perhaps," she said. "Maybe I've even
filled out more than in my younger days when you worked
here, and I came through that very door, cold and hungry."

"Ma'am?" the officer said questioningly.  He
couldn't believe that such a magnificently turned out
woman could ever have been hungry.
                               
"I was just out of college," the woman began. "I had come
to the city looking for a job, but I couldn't find anything. 
Finally I was down to my last few cents and had been kicked out
of my apartment. I walked the streets for days.  It was
February and I was cold and nearly starving. I saw this place
and walked in on the off chance that I could get something to eat."

Jack lit up with a smile.  "Now I remember," he said.  "I was behind
the serving counter.  You came up and asked me if you could work
for something to eat.. I said that it was against company policy."

"I know," the woman continued. "Then you made me the biggest
roast beef sandwich that I had ever seen, gave me a cup
of coffee, and told me to go over to a corner table and enjoy it. I was
afraid that you would get into trouble... Then, when I looked over and saw
you put the price of my food in the cash register, I knew then that
everything would be all right."

"So you started your own business?" Old Jack said.

"I got a job that very afternoon. I worked my way up. 
Eventually I started my own business that, with the help of God,
prospered." She opened her purse and pulled out a
business card... "When you are finished here, I want you to
pay a visit to a Mr. Lyons...He's the personnel director of my
company. I'll go talk to him now and I'm certain he'll find something
for you to do around the office."  She smiled.  "I think he might even
find the funds to give you a little advance so that you
can buy some clothes and get a place to live until you get on
your feet.. If you ever need anything, my door is always opened to you."

There were tears in the old man's eyes. "How can I ever
thank you?" he said. 

"Don't thank me," the woman answered. "To God goes the glory.
Thank Jesus... He led me to you." 

Outside the cafeteria, the officer and the woman paused at the
entrance before going their separate ways...

"Thank you for all your help, officer," she said.

"On the contrary, Ms. Eddy," he answered.
"Thank you. I saw a miracle today, something that I will never forget.
And thank you for the coffee."

          Author unknown
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Chrisj CMA
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Crestview (Panhandle) Florida


« Reply #1 on: July 24, 2009, 08:03:00 AM »

The following was passed along to me in a E-mail.

I didn't SNOPES it.

I didn't figure that it had to be verified.

It's one of those things that if it didn't happen it should have.......................



Ms. Eddy and Jack

Good morning said a woman as she walked up
to the man sitting on ground.

The man slowly looked up.

This was a woman clearly accustomed to the
finer things of life. Her coat was new. She looked
like she had never missed a meal in her life.

His first thought was that she wanted to make fun
of him, like so many others had done before. 
"Leave me alone," he growled....

To his amazement, the woman continued standing.

She was smiling -- her even white teeth displayed
in dazzling rows. "Are you hungry?" she asked.

"No," he answered sarcastically. "I've just
come from dining with the president. Now go away."

The woman's smile became even broader. 

Suddenly the man felt a gentle hand under his arm.

"What are you doing, lady?" the man asked
angrily. "I said to leave me alone.

Just then a policeman came up.
"Is there any problem, ma'am?" he asked..

"No problem here, officer," the woman answered.
"I'm just trying to get this man to his feet.
Will you help me?"

The officer scratched his head.  "That's old
Jack. He's been a fixture around here for a couple
of years. What do you want with him?"

"See that cafeteria over there?" she asked.
"I'm going to get him something to eat and get
him out of the cold for awhile."

"Are you crazy, lady?" the homeless man
resisted. "I don't want to go in there!"  Then he
felt strong hands grab his other arm and lift him up. 
"Let me go, officer. I didn't do anything."

"This is a good deal for you, Jack," the officer
answered. "Don't blow it."

Finally, and with some difficulty, the woman and the
police officer got Jack into the cafeteria and sat him
at a table in a remote corner.  It was the middle of
the morning, so most of the breakfast crowd had
already left and the lunch bunch had not yet arrived...

The manager strode across the cafeteria and
stood by his table...  "What's going on here, officer?"
he asked.  "What is all this, is this man in trouble?"

"This lady brought this man in here to be
fed," the policeman answered. 

"Not in here!" the manager replied angrily.
"Having a person like that here is bad for business."

Old Jack smiled a toothless grin.  "See, lady. I told you
so. Now if you'll let me go. I didn't want to come here
in the first place..."   

The woman turned to the cafeteria manager
and smiled. "Sir, are you familiar with Eddy and
Associates, the banking firm down the street?"

"Of course I am," the manager answered
impatiently. "They hold their weekly meetings in one
of my banquet rooms." 

"And do you make a goodly amount of money
providing food at these weekly meetings?"

"What business is that of yours?"

I, sir, am Penelope Eddy, president and CEO of the company."

"Oh."  Replied the manager with a sheepish look.

The woman smiled again. "I thought that might make
a difference."  She glanced at the cop who was busy
stifling a giggle. "Would you like to join us in a cup of
coffee and a meal, officer?"

"No thanks, ma'am," the officer replied. "I'm on duty." 

"Then, perhaps, a cup of coffee to go?"

"Yes, ma'am. That would be very nice."

The cafeteria manager turned on his heel,
"I'll get your coffee for you right away, officer."

The officer watched him walk away. "You
certainly put him in his place," he said.

"That was not my intent. Believe it or not,
I have a reason for all this."   

She sat down at the table across from her
amazed dinner guest. She stared at him intently. 
"Jack, do you remember me?"

Old Jack searched her face with his old,
rheumy eyes. "I think so -- I mean you do
look familiar."

"I'm a little older perhaps," she said. "Maybe I've even
filled out more than in my younger days when you worked
here, and I came through that very door, cold and hungry."

"Ma'am?" the officer said questioningly.  He
couldn't believe that such a magnificently turned out
woman could ever have been hungry.
                               
"I was just out of college," the woman began. "I had come
to the city looking for a job, but I couldn't find anything. 
Finally I was down to my last few cents and had been kicked out
of my apartment. I walked the streets for days.  It was
February and I was cold and nearly starving. I saw this place
and walked in on the off chance that I could get something to eat."

Jack lit up with a smile.  "Now I remember," he said.  "I was behind
the serving counter.  You came up and asked me if you could work
for something to eat.. I said that it was against company policy."

"I know," the woman continued. "Then you made me the biggest
roast beef sandwich that I had ever seen, gave me a cup
of coffee, and told me to go over to a corner table and enjoy it. I was
afraid that you would get into trouble... Then, when I looked over and saw
you put the price of my food in the cash register, I knew then that
everything would be all right."

"So you started your own business?" Old Jack said.

"I got a job that very afternoon. I worked my way up. 
Eventually I started my own business that, with the help of God,
prospered." She opened her purse and pulled out a
business card... "When you are finished here, I want you to
pay a visit to a Mr. Lyons...He's the personnel director of my
company. I'll go talk to him now and I'm certain he'll find something
for you to do around the office."  She smiled.  "I think he might even
find the funds to give you a little advance so that you
can buy some clothes and get a place to live until you get on
your feet.. If you ever need anything, my door is always opened to you."

There were tears in the old man's eyes. "How can I ever
thank you?" he said. 

"Don't thank me," the woman answered. "To God goes the glory.
Thank Jesus... He led me to you." 

Outside the cafeteria, the officer and the woman paused at the
entrance before going their separate ways...

"Thank you for all your help, officer," she said.

"On the contrary, Ms. Eddy," he answered.
"Thank you. I saw a miracle today, something that I will never forget.
And thank you for the coffee."

          Author unknown


Yep, dont matter what Snopes says........stuff like this happens all the time, but very little is ever heard of it.  Our Country "One Nation Under God" has the ability with Gods help to recover more quickly than any so called stimulous package can do.  We should all be more concerned about others we can help and less concerned about how the government can do it for us........AMEN true or fiction
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Taloga, Oklahoma


« Reply #2 on: July 28, 2009, 07:40:40 PM »

great story, gave me a worm fuzzy feeling..... cooldude
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