Kindness at Kildonan Place
MY husband and I travelled to Winnipeg to celebrate Father’s Day at our granddaughter’s home in Transcona. I asked my husband to stop at Kildonan Place, as I wanted to go to Target. He stayed in the van. It was raining, and my shoes were wet as I walked into the mall. I stepped through the second set of doors; the floor was very shiny. My right foot slipped and I fell on my left knee, then back against the doors, injuring my back and left arm. I was unable to get up. There were two young men and one pregnant lady who helped me up, but I couldn’t put weight on my left leg. A lady who had seen me fall brought a chair, and the kind gentlemen put me on it. One of the young gentlemen went to get my husband while the other young man and two ladies waited with me. Upon my husband’s arrival, the two fellows carried me in the chair to our van. I never got their names to let them know how grateful I was for their help. I had surgery, and although I’m still recovering, I am doing fine. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. ON New Year’s Eve, our car skidded onto a snowbank on Wellington Crescent at Renfrew Street. People in five different cars stopped to offer assistance. Two men and two women attempted to push us out, to no avail. One woman offered to drive us to the nearest coffee shop; we had, however, accepted a ride to the nearest service station. At the station, Jane, a woman not of our acquaintance, went out of her way to drive us home. Our thanks to all who helped us to look optimistically to the new year.