...... hero in waiting .......

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what is in each of us .....

Submitted: January 23, 2011

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Submitted: January 23, 2011

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it's been a long time since this happened ....



i was working at a satellite office ...



for an advertising art studio ....



that office was in dearborn ....



it was in one of two identical 16 story buildings ...



nick-named the washer/dryer ....



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at the time i was driving an old beat up mg midget ....



it had seen better days ...



but i loved it ...



it had knock off wire wheels ....



the kind that have a single spinner nut that holds the wheel on ...



and a fiber glass removable roof ...



it was a tiny car ...



the go kart i never had as a kid ...



i had taken off the metal bumpers ...



and painted a yellow circle on the hood ...



which was broken in half by a zig zagged lighting bolt ....



it looked pretty neat ...




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i had driven it to work one day  ...



with the top off ...



parked in the lot ...



went up to the office to work ...



later, i can see out the window ...



that it was starting to rain ...



which i hadn't expected ..



since i had driven it to work with the top off ...



i go down to the parking lot ....



and proceed to drive it ...



into the executive underground  parking ...



the guard kindly let me park there ...



because of the rain ...



i then go up to the office ...



a bit wet ...



and with a brown rub stain on my white pants ...



from the wet old leather wrapped steering wheel ...



just wonderful ....



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looking out the office window ...



i can see that a real storm is brewing outside ...



the sky is getting darker ...



and the wind is starting to wip the trees around ...



it's raining harder now ...



the sky is turning a weird yellowish green color ...



it didn't look good ...



the wind then really picks up ..



the storm is turning into a hurricane ...



the wind is so strong the window panes are rattling ....



the rattling becomes more fierce ...



threatening ....



there is now a commotion in the hall way ...



i go to check out what is happening ...



there are people in the hallway ...



they are very concerned ...



alarmed ...



making there way to the downstairs ...



i find that the storm started to break out ...



some of the large windows that made up the building ...



we were on the top 16th floor ...



so i join them ...



taking the stair well down to the basement ...



while standing around the basement waitng ...



i became compelled to go back up the stairs ...



and check out the other floors ...



to see if anyone needed help ...



while i'm up there ...



the building is vibrating ...



i go from floor to floor ...



i found no one up there ...



but i did see where the windows were broken ...



letting in the wind and rain ...



curtains and papers flying about ...



soon the storm passed ...



and things went back to normal ...



except for those affected ...



i found this all too exciting ...



getting into to the middle of it all ...



it leaves me to wonder what i do ....



in the event of a real catastrophe ...



would i set up ...



and brave the event ...



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years, fly by so fast any more .....



i find myself going up the stairs to coweley's pub ....



sometime, after working out at the gym ....



i'll go there and have a couple cups of coffee ...



read their newspapers and have a smoke ....



it's after 7 on a tuesday night ...



so, the pub is usually quite ...



which is fine with me ...



as i'm walking in ...



i scan who's about ...



nobody i know ...



there is one group there ...



they look all related ...



young and old ...



i get my coffee ...



sit at the bar ...



and start reading the papers ...



after awhile ...



this young lady from that group ...



comes up to the bar and sit next to me ...



she asks to borrow my lighter ...



we sit there  ...



then, she begins to quiz me ..



asking different questions ...



i thought this is all odd ...



that she was asking me all these questions ...



she was definitely younger than me ..



so, i didn't think she was interested in me ...



her last question was ...



how would i describe myself ...



i really didn't have a good answer ...



so, i blurted out ...



a hero in waiting ...



she laughs...



as it turns out ...



she is interested in introduce me to her mother ...



i had to beg off ...



saying that i'm currently involved with a nice lady ... 



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we all ...



generally speaking  ...



lead pretty complacent lives ...



dealing in our own day dilemmas ...



what will each of do ...



when the time comes to ...



set up ...



and rise to the occasion ...



for me at this time ...



it's waiting in line at the red cross center ....



ready to give blood ...



being a regular blood donor ...



it's the one selfless thing i do for mankind ...



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