Plymouth Server Pays For Vets Meals, And Then Gives More
There is no better feeling than giving to others, or honoring those that have made any sacrifice. Isn’t it a great feeling when you’re in line at the drive-through when the server says, your coffee is paid for. What, the person in front of me, PAID for my coffee? Of course the next correct thing to do is pay if forward, and pay for the person behind me.
Is Giving To Others, Giving To Yourself?
Ok, here I go getting all preachy, with this others come first stuff. But, it does change us internally, emotionally, and I believe physically, when we do something for another, without any expectation of reciprocation.
Last September, at the Woodstock Fair, in Woodstock Connecticut, as we were about to watch Scott Stapp from Creed rock, a funny, amazing thing happened. I brought one of those portable camping chairs, as the seating was on the lawn. The folding, fabric chair was an old one. When I sat down, it broke right through, collapsing me to the ground. It was a shocking, almost comedic moment. Once I composed myself, Heidi, feeling bad, jumped off her chair, to sit on the ground with me. As I began to regain my sense of dignity, and slam into suck it up mode, an amazing, wonderful thing happened, about ten minutes later. A very kind gentlemen appeared, like out of nowhere, with a folding camping chair, almost exactly like the one I had. He said, “here you go!”
Shocked and stunned I said “what the….!” He replied, “I saw what happened and I remembered that I had an extra chair in the car. IT’S YOURS, enjoy the show!” The guy, ran to his car in the far away parking lot, and kindly gave me a brand new chair, to watch the show, so we didn’t have to sit on the ground. He didn’t accept cash, or a beer. The kind gentlemen also said “keep it.”
This Story Gets Better
I couldn’t believe what an act of kindness I just witnessed. Thanks to Bob, the electrician the night continued on, to enjoy a great show. But, it got better. When I asked Bob where he was from, he replied, Warwick Rhode Island. I said, “oh my God, we got married there, at Conimicut Point! He said, HOLY COW, I LIVE THERE.” Bob lived FIVE minutes from where we got married. There was A THOUSAND people at the concert. Yet, I happened to sit next to a Saint, that gave me his chair, and just happened to LIVE where I got married almost ten years ago. Meant to be?
Server Pays For Vets
If you are ready for more giving, I found the story of a server in Plymouth who made a promise to PAY for every meal for every Vet he served on Veterans Day. Corey Dries wanted to join the military when he was younger, but physical and mental limitations kept him from joining. But that didn’t stop him from keeping his Veterans Day promise. He paid for the meals of Vets that came to his workplace, the Ocho Café in Colony Place, where he is a server.
According to CBS Boston, Cory told Channel 4:
“I think I bought about 20 or so meals,” he said in an email Sunday. “The meals cost about $600.”
Dries posted his plan on social media last week and suddenly ended up with hundreds of dollars in donations to help him cover the costs.
After Cory’s wonderful gesture, he kept on giving, and gave the extra money to the VA Medical Center in Brockton.