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Thursday, October 6, 2011

Held Hostage by the Garage


I packed the car and was ready to get on the road.  I pushed the button for the garage door to open and… nothing happened. 

I pushed it again… and still nothing.

I mumbled to myself that I didn’t have time for this.  I had to be at the church… NOW!

I got out of the car, pulled out the 4’ ladder to reach the manual release, so I can pull the garage door up, manually.  The door wouldn’t move.  It was locked in place.


I looked around, hoping that I was missing something.  I pulled the manual release again and again… only to get the same result over and over again… The door wouldn’t move.

It’s really irritating to be held hostage by a garage door — but this damsel in distress was determined to get out of the garage… hopefully, sooner than later.

It was early on a Sunday morning — not a good time to call friends for help — but I tried Katherine, since she had to be at the same place that I had to be.  Maybe, she could come by and pick me up, but she said that there wasn’t enough time for that…

So, I knocked on my neighbor’s door on an early Sunday morning, hoping he’ll come out to help. 

While I was waiting for him, I noticed — framed in the early morning sunrise — a handsome knight in shining armor on a silver steed, riding toward me.  Running by his side was his trusted sidekick.

Well… actually, it was a guy in shorts, riding a bicycle, with his son running beside him — but, still, they were a welcomed sight! 

While I was flagging that pair down, my neighbor came out in his mix-matched plaid pajamas and “bed hair.”   I really appreciated him coming out as soon as he could to help me.

I explained my situation to these three heroes and begged them to free me from my dungeon.

They were more than eager and capable of dealing with this villain of mine.

It was determined that the garage door’s spring had busted in half.  We were able to get the door up and hold it up long enough for me to get the car out of the garage, before it came slamming down again.

But I was freed!!  And I got to the church on time!!! 

This was amazing how this day turned around for me — all because of my neighbor and those two strangers who came to my aid.
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