After eighteen hours, Charles finally got home. The arthritis in his back screamed. Every footstep zinged pain. Forty years of keeping the electricity working had broken this hero's body but not his dedicated, determined heart.
Heroism In the early morning winter darkness, Charles' crew clambered into their trucks, set out on icy roads. At damaged poles, the workers struggled to make repairs as they swayed high in cherry pickers. Chainsaws growled their way through fallen trees as roads, lines were cleared. The crew's hands grew numb. Their cheeks burned from the wind. Quick gulps of coffee couldn't dispel the aching cold.
After eighteen hours, Charles finally got home. The arthritis in his back screamed. Every footstep zinged pain. Forty years of keeping the electricity working had broken this hero's body but not his dedicated, determined heart.
Peggy Gerber
23/3/2023 08:16:49 pm
A good reminder of how we should be more appreciative of all the people that help to make our lives better. Love your title.
Cheryl Dahlstrand
24/3/2023 08:19:41 pm
This changes my perception of line workers when I see them!
Sandra James
29/3/2023 03:43:33 am
As Peggy said - we should all be a bit more appreciative of those braving the elements to fix things for us. I'm sure I'll remember your story next time our power goes out. Thank you!
David Milner
29/3/2023 11:40:29 am
Keep on keeping on, but take a breather, Charles. Nice and easy.
Krystyna
30/3/2023 04:06:00 pm
Charles was a hero, like so many are in difficult circumstances to help others. Beautifully told, Jennifer.
elizabeth Elder
31/3/2023 01:54:33 pm
Wonderful story, and so well written.
Jennifer Duncan
31/3/2023 08:30:48 pm
Thank you all for your encouraging comments. When we had a bad ice storm in 1998 (Ontario and Quebec), we surely loved our hydro workers. Comments are closed.
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