Sunday, October 9, 2011

Hello, do you have my cell phone?

Odd question, huh? She explained she lost hers and was trying to find it by calling it… (I sure know what that is like, I too had lost mine once and that helped me to track it down too and fortunately after shutting it down at the cell store but got it back…I had dropped it out of my car in a shopping center parking lot and was lucky enough that someone called Hubby from my address book in the phone and he started to go to get it but I got there first.)
A woman, who sounded elderly to me, asked if I had her phone; she had dialed my cell phone number… and was a bit insistent that I might have hers.
I replied, “No this is mine and I have had this number for nearly ten years.”
I said where did you get my number from, and she had no idea or answer either.
She did give me her name and I do have caller I.D. on my cell phone, so I had her number too, a landline. And so I felt she must have dialed incorrectly and so I asked her what number did she want and she repeated my number to me…
I said that isn’t correct do you perhaps have another number to try?
And she rattled off another to me and I said maybe that she should try that one and she hesitantly said okay and hung up.
Hours later, my cell phone rang once again. I keep it in the compartment of my walker seat, and most of our friends or family use our home/landline to call us these days and so whenever it rings it is usually someone who we don’t know that well or a stranger like her.
Yep, it was her again.
She seemed rather frazzled and I told her again that this was not her phone and she apologized and hung up.
Something about her reminded me of perhaps an elderly person with dementia not unlike Hubby’s mother and it made me wonder if perhaps she needed help.
I told Hubby what had transpired and he suggested calling the non-emergency number for the Sheriff’s Office to do a check on well being.
I had already done two things to check on the woman and a reverse phone number look-up for an address online for free and then county site to check to see who the home belonged to… The writer in me imagined that she was a recent elderly widow who might be lonely or worse needing help from some unknown assailant or even that she might be being restrained from her freedom and needed to be released from her keeper, who knows… that’s what makes us writers’ write, imagination, huh?
I called and spoke with a young woman who gave me her first name and operator number and I explained why I was calling.
She said that she would have someone look into it and I asked if they could let me know how it all turned out after some hesitation I gave her my name and phone number.
The only reason I hesitated I didn’t want the woman to think I was being too nosy, but to be realistic I did have concern for her well being and so I told her my name and number just like she did for me, ha!
A while later a female deputy called back to ask why I had called and I told her the same thing concern for the woman who sounded confused.
She said okay and that she was going to check into it, and I asked if she could call me back… and by nearly four o’clock no one had so I called there.
A different operator answered the phone with a different number and I asked for the one I originally spoke with and she asked me what it was about and so I told her.
Gosh, all I wanted to know is if they followed up and that the woman was all right, this second female operator said that the officer went there and the woman was just fine but was just trying to find her phone.

Boring story, huh?
But not really I think ‘being safe instead of sorry’ is NOT a mistake in anything in life.
I always think of that young mother Denise Lee who no one followed up on the person who called after she saw the young mother in the back of the car and later she was found dead.
Scary and that was the same Sheriff’s Office I called too.
One never knows does one…?

Any-who the operator told me they were too busy to call me back, strange then why did they tell me they would? This was not the 911 number this was their non-emergency number, baffling and not that logical to me; besides Hubby is retired from this Sheriff’s Office, which was about three years before the Denise Lee case happened.
It will be five years since he retired at the end of this month, Geez time flies…

Imagine, what a song, true?
One of my favorites, for lyrics though I would have to say my number one!
Today would have been John Lennon’s seventy-first birthday; what an amazingly talented prolific writer.
Next time you hear the song think about those lyrics and when they were released in 1971, from lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/Beatles%20Lyrics/Imagine%20Lyrics.html


“Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one”


As a favor to yourself really look at these lyrics without any prejudice of politics and if it were possible how would you try to accomplish this?

Perhaps the impossible dream, yes it does seem but a worthwhile fantasy to aspire to…
But I am one of those fools… too.

On that much to think about allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to count your blessings and to share your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

Try to just ‘imagine’ too…

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