Man was an angel to familyOur Christmas angel
came this year on a Tuesday afternoon. He arrived at the Oxford
Cemetery driving a dark blue four-door sedan. His name is Dan
Goldberry.
We had gone out on this cold winter afternoon to
help our 93-year-old mother put a holiday wreath on her husband and
our father's grave. It was a winter day with the sun shining on
snowy fields.
Our task was almost completed when we discovered we
were locked out of the car. The temperature was seven degrees and
the wind was blowing. We had dressed lightly, expecting to be
outdoors only a short time.
We saw a farmhouse in the distance. Our mother could
not walk that distance so she huddled against the sunny side of the
car for protection. Her son stayed with her while I started for the
farm.
This is when our angel came down the road. Dan
stopped his car and invited us into its warm interior. This modern
angel used his cell phone to contact the sheriff's office for help.
We would certainly have had frostbite, if we had spent the hour in
the sub-freezing weather.
Dan generously and patiently waited with us on the
country road, giving up most of his afternoon, until our car was
finally unlocked. We wanted to give him some compensation, but he
insisted it wasn't necessary and drove off before we could retrieve
our wallets from inside our car.
Not only did he probably save our lives, he also
gave us the gift of the true Christmas spirit. Thank you, Dan
Goldberry, for being a Christmas angel.
The Tom Gegenheimer Family
Scottsdale, Ariz.
