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  • OH! MY! FSM!

    Filed at 8:12 am under by dcobranchi

    The LOTD really does capture well the “spirit” of Fayetteville, NC.

    Thanks to those who help others

    I am impressed by the quick response of those concerned who came by to help me take care of my car that suddenly stopped on my way to my doctor’s appointment.

    I can’t find a word of how to express my feeling of gratitude towards those men who came by and, with their helping hands, pushed my stalled car out of the roadway into a proper place. (This goes to the Ray Auto Parts service technicians, Auto Zone parts manager, military man and to Brian of the I&M Repair Shop.)

    Here in North Carolina, particularly in some areas, we can still find beautiful Christian people who have a good heart and are willing to help. Truly, they believe that God, the creator, exists. I believe that there are many souls rejoicing in heaven because of people like them who have love for one another.

    By doing so, we fulfill to follow the steps of our Lord, Jesus Christ, in the glory of God through the works of the Holy Spirit.

    Thank you and many more blessings come to family Christian people and to those who sincerely believe.

    Leonor L. Aguilar
    Spring Lake

    I wonder if Mrs. Aguilar has ever read (and understood) the story of the Good Samaritan.

    3 Responses to “OH! MY! FSM!”

    Comment by
    November 22nd, 2009
    at 12:24 pm

    Wow, it really says something that the editor would even print such a letter. 🙁

    Comment by
    Nance Confer
    November 25th, 2009
    at 9:49 am

    When my car needed pushing, I did not stop to check if there was a fish on the bumper of the guy helping me. I just looked for the biggest guy around. And he cheerfully put a shoulder to the job and got it done.

    Maybe I did it all wrong and should have asked the lady in the bun in the next car to help me. .. hmm. . .


    Comment by
    November 27th, 2009
    at 12:23 pm

    Yesterday I was Thankful that I don’t have to live where you live, Daryl.