To the rescue

Editor,

As I was leaving EMS in Stollings, I opened the door for my three Shih Tzus to go to the car with me. Eight year old Shogun, seeing his first chance for absolute freedom, sprinted down the center of Route 10. The two others followed him as they always do.

I watched as my “family” rushed headlong toward death. Without realizing that I also was in danger, I found myself running down the middle of Route 10, frantically waving to traffic to alert them to what was happening.

The drivers were wonderful as they became aware that these little dogs were in grave danger, and they tried to watch out for them.

One dog ran toward Man, and the other two ran toward Dingess Run. This was a time for the “dreaded decision ” — since all could not be saved, which one would I try to save. I believe caring drivers saved the dogs at that point. The lone dog changed its mind and decided to go up Dingess Run with us. The drivers waited while she came back across both roads, probably granting her the precious gift of life. (Where could you find people more wonderfuan our Logan County people?)

The dogs ran around the large parking area for a few minutes. They were so happy in their new freedom, but I stood there very unhappy because I had no idea about what to do next. My car, my purse, and my cell phone were at EMS, and I was alone on the Tops parking lot with three happy, running-free Shih Tzus. I was feeling terror and helplessness at the same time, and that is about as bad as it gets.

I asked God to help me save my little family. I was out of ideas and very frightened. As I breathed my prayer, a large white truck pulled up and a very kind-speaking man said, “It looks as though you have a real problem, and maybe you need help.” I thought, “God,you have answered many prayers for me, but this is the first one you have answered before I could say amen.” I would not know how to express how I felt then, but, you, the reader can probably imagine.

Now, the man put the dogs in his new, beautiful truck without hesitation. He drove us back up Route 10 to EMS and saw to it that my dogs were safely in my car. As he was getting ready to leave, I realized I did not know the name of the man who had rescued my dogs and me. I turned and asked his name. He smiled and said, “My name is Alvis Porter Jr.”

Later, my friend told me that Alvis Porter Jr. was a minister, and I realized that not only had God answered my prayer in record time, but he had sent one of his best men to help me.

Thanks to all who helped me.

Mary H. Hager

Stollings

Patriotism

Editor,

I want to tell a true story.

On Monday July 16, 2012, we, the members of Disabled American Veterans Chapter No. 141 of Belfry, Ky., just got through with a Military Funeral at the Forest Lawn Cemetery in Pecks Mill.

We decided after the funeral to get something to eat at Gatti’s Pizza in the Foundation Place Mall. It was around 4 p.m. when a pretty little five-year-old girl and the mother came in. Before they ate the little girl wanted to think us for our service to the country and she wanted to give everyone of us a hug.

Her mother said that her daughter wanted to do this before anything else.

That little girl stole our hearts that day, and just think if a five-year-old can have that much patriotism why can’t everyone else?

We want to say “Thank You!” to that little girl, and her mother. We will never forget you. (That made our day.)

God bless you.

Respectfully,

Fred O. Baldwin

Commander

DAV Chapter No. 141

Electric company policies

Editor,

I know as sure as I am writing this letter that it will go no further than the paper it is written on, but I will feel better knowing that I got to vent about our electric company and its policies and procedures.

I can’t believe that they will call out of state electrical workers to come in and restore our electricity and we have unemployed workers right here? The word is that it is cheaper to pay them than to rehire or hire workers here, and that it is cheaper to “patch-up” the damaged lines and to maintain the right-of-way, key word here being, “cheaper”. There’s nothing “cheaper” about my electric bill? And as sure as I am sitting here my electric bill will go up to pay for those damages that could have been evaded if proper maintenance of the trees had been taken, and I am sure that we will pay for those wonderful workers who came to our town to “patch-up” our wore out, dilapidated lines with power poles that look like walking canes all crooked and leaned over in all directions? Those men came here in this mess to help us and I appreciate them, but at the same token it is not their responsibility. We pay for this utility and we pay dearly, so why can’t we repair and update our own? What’s going on with this company? Those workers have told several people in the community that we can expect more outages because of the condition of our lines and the trees. So that means with the first big snow, guess what, no power?

Every time the winds kick up, the lights go, out, yet every month we send in that payment to the electric company on time so that we may have our lights? But they are in no hurry to help us in our time of need, it doesn’t matter if we lose all of our groceries or suffer from heat stroke or freeze to death, we are just an account number to them. I guess we need to stock up on gas for the generators and buy lots of battery operated lights and candles since we might be living in the stone age again.

One would think that with all this new technology the power company could update their huge company and I am sure that they will say they don’t have the money — well where did it all go? It’s not our fault if they can’t manage the thousands of dollars they receive each month.

Years ago the electric company would hire men just to clear the way for the lines and that stopped? So we’ve got trees growing up through, over and across the lines, you can see them as you drive down the road, knowing with the next storm that tree will fall and pull those lines down with it. This makes no sense at all to me, it needs to be cleared out and cleaned up and if you have a problem with cutting down a tree, I promise we can hug it before we cut it!

Thank you,

Edy Martin

Man