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Click
the video above for a little background music while you read my
final thought this month..
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Hello Metro family and
friends! I hope your summer is going well, and you had a
very good 4th of July.
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Sorry about the
edition being late this month. It was because Margaret and I
just got back from our road trip out to Oregon to visit with
Chris, Amanda, Alexa, and Cooper. We got to see Alexa dance beautifully in her recital, and also got to see Cooper compete in
a little league tournament in Newport on the coast. If you haven't visited that part of the country, I would strongly recommend it. Bend especially with the Old Mill district and downtown is like stepping back in time. The summer weather (being high desert) is great with plenty of sun and no humidity.
We also got to take Olivia and Gray with us on this trip and
they had a blast as well. Because we were late for the deadline,
our road trip will be in the next issue.
Speaking of
Olivia and Gray, I would like to congratulate both. Olivia won
the school wide spelling bee, and Gray had a big role in their
schools' production of "The Aristocats".
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And Teddy, my
youngest grandchild is growing up so fast. He just turned one a
couple months ago, and is keeping mom and dad on their toes as
he runs around all over the place. I am so proud of ALL of
my grandkids.
Finally, as a subscriber, be sure to keep an eye out for email updates over the next couple months about our new season of the NFL Pigskin Pickem Game. If you are reading this and are not a subscriber, or if you know someone who might enjoy what we do here at the McCarty Metro, or sign them up to receive updates as a free subscriber.
The final thought I would like to leave you is a true story about
a man named Harold. I hope you enjoy it!
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Harold
His
name was Harold. Sixty-five. Retired after 30
years of service.
A fire in his last year left scars across his neck
and jaw. He rarely went out. But his grandson
surprised him with tickets to a Colts game - their
first one together.
They took their seats. And not long after, some
men in the row behind started whispering.
Loud enough for Harold to hear.
“Did you see that guy’s face?”
“Yikes. Looks like Halloween came early.”
Harold looked down. Started pulling up his hoodie.
His grandson tried to smile through it.
But his eyes were glassy. That’s when someone in
a blue cap three rows ahead stood up.
Walked over.
Peyton Manning.
He sat right next to Harold. Reached out his hand.
Said:
“Hey, mind if I sit here?
I always liked watching the game from this row.”
Then turned to the men behind and added:
“Best seat in the house - right next to a real
hero.”
Silence...
For the next hour, Peyton watched the game beside
Harold. Talked football. Laughed with his
grandson. Never mentioned the scars.
Just made space where dignity could breathe again.
Before leaving, Peyton leaned in and whispered:
*“You didn’t run from the fire. They’ll
never understand what that takes. But I do.”*
Then handed Harold a Colts cap.
Inside was a note:
“Scars mean you stayed.
And helped others leave.”
- Peyton Manning
Harold wears that hat to every game now. And never
pulls up his hoodie again.
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Here's
to always doing the right thing, and understanding that everyone
has a story!
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