To the editor:
I do not know who you are, but I know what you did at the YSI baseball fields this past Saturday afternoon, April 25, at somewhere around 2:45 p.m. You each decided to care and get involved in helping a total stranger in distress, not knowing that he was in imminent danger for his life from extreme diabetic low blood sugar. For this, I thank you from myself and for my family and pray from my heart that God will reward and bless all of you.
As you experienced first-hand by holding me up and keeping me from falling more times than I already had, I could not even tell you my name nor what was happening to me. I barely saw you except in an insulin fog. You acted as the Good Samaritans we all need to be. To whomever called 911 and got the emergency medical crew there as I blacked out, thank you, too. The E-Med folks did their work compassionately and with such expertise that I will never forget it. I owe you my life, quite literally!
By the time I was conscious and could speak, though incoherently, you'd vanished and all to whom I could give my deep appreciation was the 88-degree heat and the sand-blasting wind. As a comparison to how people can also behave, I sought help on the way back home from some people that I do know and all I got was the ``bum's rush.'' But to those who did help me at the wedding, I am forever grateful.
Lastly, allow me to quote from Numbers 6:24-26: ``The Lord bless you and keep you! The Lord let his face shine upon you and be gracious to you! The Lord look upon you kindly and give you peace!''
Alexander P Gordzica,