This may be one of the most-heartwrenching stories I’ve read and there have been so many that I’ve lost count. From Dave Parker
We were all busy collecting donations for flood victims.
I finally took full notice of the woman when she walked up to the donation truck where I was handing donated items up to others inside the truck.
She wasn’t just holding the boots. She was hugging the boots.
I went to her and asked if she was here to donate the boots. She nodded that she was, but I could sense a reluctance.
“Were they your husband’s boots?” I asked.
She nodded again, her eyes brimming with tears. I knew then he had died.
“When did your husband die?” I asked.
“March 2009.” She wiped her eyes and lovingly released the boots into my care. “It’s time. It’s time.”
“He’s proud of you for doing this, you know that, right?”
She nodded, more tears spilling onto her cheeks.
Parker worked the phones at the Beaver FM radio telethon yesterday for Tennessee flood victims.