Chappy’s corner “Do you remember?”

A hooded robber burst into a Wisconsin bank and forced the tellers to load a sack full of cash. On his way out the door, a brave Minnesota customer grabbed the hood and pulled it off, revealing the robbers face.  The robber shot the customer without a moment hesitation.  

He then looked around the bank and noticed one of the tellers looking straight at him. The robber instantly shot him also. Everyone in the bank, by now very scared, looked intently down at the floor in silence. The robber yelled, "Well, did anyone else see my face?"  There are a few moments of utter silence in which everyone was plainly too afraid to speak. Then, one Old Norwegian named Ole from Minnesota tentatively raised his hand and said, "My wife Lena got a pretty good look at you."

Dan, a very good friend shared that story with me and I want to thank him for that and a few other stories he has shared over the years.  Sharing stories is one of the blessings of friends and family.  When people get together they often end up sharing stories about past events.  Very often the story begins with “do you remember when… or do you remember the guy at work…”

Such conversations rekindle relationships and often create a smile or laugh.

For many (including myself) as we get older it gets hard to recall all the details of the past.  For example, long ago my father caught a five pound Northern pike on a fishing trip. Since we caught it late at night, we didn’t clean it right away but left it on a stringer tied to the end of the dock.  Somehow that fish ended up getting away during the night.  As the years went by my dad would tell the story about catching that fish and somehow that fish went from 5lbs to 10 lbs to eventually a whopping 15 pounder.  Or at least that’s the way I remember it happening.

As I said some stories make us laugh, but some stories can also inspire us as we hear of how people in the past made it through some of the more difficult times.  As one person said, “If I knew back then how I would be five years later, I wouldn’t have been so upset or frighten.”  As we go through life, we discover that we can face some hard times and get through them with the help of friends, family and faith.  I add Faith because I truly believe without help from God many of us would have a hard time moving forward.  Personally I believe in a God who is with me at all times, and not only with me, but He cares for me.   Why He cares for me is somewhat a mystery since I have done nothing right, but He still loves me and the rest of this world.  Because of that love God gave his only Son, Jesus to save me by His suffering, death and resurrection.  That story of Christ dying and rising again is one story I love to tell over and over again with friends, family and anyone who is going through a difficult time.  For in those dark days in life, it is great comfort to be able to recall, “Do you remember what ... God did.”

That’s just my thoughts from this Sunny SE corner of South Dakota.

CH (COL) David Gunderson