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Everyday Maine Angels

Our neighbors, Sue and Sam, are probably the reason we are still living in our big farmhouse in Westbrook, Maine. 

It is not unusual for us to hear a knock on the door or get a phone call announcing they have made a big pot of soup and telling us Sam is on his way over to give us a container of it because “we will never use it all.”  Now, me?  A big pot of soup normally means several days of having it, or freezing some.  Not sayin’ I don’t ever share.  But with this couple, it’s a regular practice.  They make a habit of baking pies and bread, bringing it to people in the neighborhood, and routinely helping out in other ways.  They are a couple around our age, with grown children.  Sue still works; Sam is a retired firefighter.  These people are used to selfless acts.

Today, Sam showed up with his snow blower at the foot of our driveway.  I told him our plow guy was coming back to finish off the driveway from the last of the storm.

“You should save your gas, Sam,” I said, pointing to his portable snow blower.  “But some time, when the weather is good?  Have Ted come over to ride on that thing,” and I pointed to his riding snow blower in his driveway.  He told me a story and went on his way home.

DSC_0153Bless you, Sam and Sue – our Everyday Maine Angels.

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