Fwd: "a very nice man."
A woman was at work when she received a phone call that her daughter was very sick with a fever. She left her work and stopped by the pharmacy to get some medication. She got back to her car and found that she had locked her keys in the car. The woman looked around and found an old rusty coat hanger that had been left on the ground, possibly by someone else who at some time had locked their keys in their car. She looked at the hanger and said, "I don't know how to use this."
She bowed her head and asked God to send her help. Within five minutes beat up old motorcycle pulled up, with a dirty, greasy, bearded man who was wearing an old biker skull rag on his head. The man got off of his cycle and asked if he could help. She said, "Yes, my daughter is very sick. I stopped to get her some medication and I locked my keys in my car. I must get home to her. Please, can you use this hanger to unlock my car?"
He said, "Sure." He walked over to the car, and in less than a minute the car was opened. She hugged the man and through her tears she said, "Thank You So Much! You are a very nice man." The man replied, "Lady, I am not a nice man. I just got out of prison today. I was in prison for car theft and have only been out for about an hour." The woman hugged the man again and with sobbing tears cried out Loud, "Oh, Thank you God! You even sent me a Professional!"
(ba-dum-dum...crash!)
In October 1954, young Cassius Clay had his new bike stolen at the Louisville Service Club on Fourth and York streets, at the annual convention in Louisville. An angry Clay went in search of a policeman to report the crime, repeating “I’m gonna whup whoever stole it,” over and over. Cassius was directed down into the basement of the building where Joe Martin, a policeman and boxing trainer, was at the Colombia Gym. Martin told Clay that if he wanted to whup anyone, he had better learn how to fight first. The rest, as they say, is history as Clay, who later became Ali, went on to become the most famous sportsman in the world, winning multiple world heavyweight title fights and broadening the sports’ image around the world.
(ba-dum-dum...crash!)
Lighten up...
She bowed her head and asked God to send her help. Within five minutes beat up old motorcycle pulled up, with a dirty, greasy, bearded man who was wearing an old biker skull rag on his head. The man got off of his cycle and asked if he could help. She said, "Yes, my daughter is very sick. I stopped to get her some medication and I locked my keys in my car. I must get home to her. Please, can you use this hanger to unlock my car?"
He said, "Sure." He walked over to the car, and in less than a minute the car was opened. She hugged the man and through her tears she said, "Thank You So Much! You are a very nice man." The man replied, "Lady, I am not a nice man. I just got out of prison today. I was in prison for car theft and have only been out for about an hour." The woman hugged the man again and with sobbing tears cried out Loud, "Oh, Thank you God! You even sent me a Professional!"
(ba-dum-dum...crash!)
In October 1954, young Cassius Clay had his new bike stolen at the Louisville Service Club on Fourth and York streets, at the annual convention in Louisville. An angry Clay went in search of a policeman to report the crime, repeating “I’m gonna whup whoever stole it,” over and over. Cassius was directed down into the basement of the building where Joe Martin, a policeman and boxing trainer, was at the Colombia Gym. Martin told Clay that if he wanted to whup anyone, he had better learn how to fight first. The rest, as they say, is history as Clay, who later became Ali, went on to become the most famous sportsman in the world, winning multiple world heavyweight title fights and broadening the sports’ image around the world.
(ba-dum-dum...crash!)
Lighten up...
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