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In the mid 90's I moved cross country with my partner to California. He had been ill for about a year with HIV related stuff including major pulmonary stuff. 1 day into the trip he started feeling sick and by the time we reached New Mexico he was delirious. We were still about 1 hour away from our planned stop. I didn't notice this until we were in the middle of NM and it was about midnight He had been sleeping and I had stopped for gas and happened to touch his forehead and realized he was burning up. I took him to the closest emergency room which was in this small one horse type town. It said ER but was really this tiny building that was more like a house. I was driving a 20 foot U haul towing my jeep, we had 2 dogs and a cat and I pulled up to this emergency room in the middle of the night freaking out thinking he was going to die.

 

As I sat in the common area with my partner I kept running through my head how close the nearest big city was and would it make sense to get back in the truck and race to the big city. Before I could get up the courage to leave, the doctor came out. His appearance made me convinced I needed to leave, he was wearing jeans that were filthy and a shirt that had blood on it. He came up to me quickly and introduced himself and said he is also the town vet and was birthing a calf. (feeling even more concerned now) So he asked me what was going on, I gave my partners history and then the doctor took a quick look at my partner and jumped into action. We were in the emergency room for about 4 -5 hours while they worked on getting his fever down. He luckily wasn't dehydrated When they finally got his fever down, the doctor gave me the option of admitting him or taking him home. I told him we were on our way to CA and weren't planning on staying here. He told me to hold tight and disappeared coming back about 15 minutes later. He told he he called the local Motel 6 and they had a room for us.

 

I at this point was completely exhausted and really needed sleep. The doctor told me we could follow him to the hotel and he would help us get settled in. We drove through town which was smaller than I originally thought and made me a little nervous. Being a gay man traveling with a HIV sick partner in the mid 90's was not the greatest combo especially in a small town. We got settled into the motel which were thankfully ok with the dogs and cat and I finally fell asleep. Around 11 AM there was a knock at the door and I woke up fairly certain we were going to be run out of town. It was the motel owner which made me even more nervous and then I noticed the doctor was with him. I opened the door slightly and the motel owner asked if I wanted help getting my jeep off the hitch since I was going to be in town for a few days. The doctor said he came by to check on my partner. He also brought some muffins and coffee for me.

 

And so began 3 days in NM with some of the most wonderful people I have ever met. There were 3 couples (straight) who took me and my partner under their wings in this town either by bringing us food, stopping by to check on my partner, having us over for dinner and just taking care of me and my partner while we were there. I asked the doctor why he was being so kind and he told me that he wasn't being kind. He said it like everybody acted this way. Here were two gay men, one sick with HIV related stuff, in the mid 1990's in a time when people treated HIV people with kindness, in some places doctors wouldn't even see you and these people in this small town (what I thought was a backass town) who could care less about our orientation they were just good people. These six folks really restored my faith in humanity.

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In the mid 90's I moved cross country with my partner to California. He had been ill for about a year with HIV related stuff including major pulmonary stuff. 1 day into the trip he started feeling sick and by the time we reached New Mexico he was delirious. We were still about 1 hour away from our planned stop. I didn't notice this until we were in the middle of NM and it was about midnight He had been sleeping and I had stopped for gas and happened to touch his forehead and realized he was burning up. I took him to the closest emergency room which was in this small one horse type town. It said ER but was really this tiny building that was more like a house. I was driving a 20 foot U haul towing my jeep, we had 2 dogs and a cat and I pulled up to this emergency room in the middle of the night freaking out thinking he was going to die.

 

As I sat in the common area with my partner I kept running through my head how close the nearest big city was and would it make sense to get back in the truck and race to the big city. Before I could get up the courage to leave, the doctor came out. His appearance made me convinced I needed to leave, he was wearing jeans that were filthy and a shirt that had blood on it. He came up to me quickly and introduced himself and said he is also the town vet and was birthing a calf. (feeling even more concerned now) So he asked me what was going on, I gave my partners history and then the doctor took a quick look at my partner and jumped into action. We were in the emergency room for about 4 -5 hours while they worked on getting his fever down. He luckily wasn't dehydrated When they finally got his fever down, the doctor gave me the option of admitting him or taking him home. I told him we were on our way to CA and weren't planning on staying here. He told me to hold tight and disappeared coming back about 15 minutes later. He told he he called the local Motel 6 and they had a room for us.

 

I at this point was completely exhausted and really needed sleep. The doctor told me we could follow him to the hotel and he would help us get settled in. We drove through town which was smaller than I originally thought and made me a little nervous. Being a gay man traveling with a HIV sick partner in the mid 90's was not the greatest combo especially in a small town. We got settled into the motel which were thankfully ok with the dogs and cat and I finally fell asleep. Around 11 AM there was a knock at the door and I woke up fairly certain we were going to be run out of town. It was the motel owner which made me even more nervous and then I noticed the doctor was with him. I opened the door slightly and the motel owner asked if I wanted help getting my jeep off the hitch since I was going to be in town for a few days. The doctor said he came by to check on my partner. He also brought some muffins and coffee for me.

 

And so began 3 days in NM with some of the most wonderful people I have ever met. There were 3 couples (straight) who took me and my partner under their wings in this town either by bringing us food, stopping by to check on my partner, having us over for dinner and just taking care of me and my partner while we were there. I asked the doctor why he was being so kind and he told me that he wasn't being kind. He said it like everybody acted this way. Here were two gay men, one sick with HIV related stuff, in the mid 1990's in a time when people treated HIV people with kindness, in some places doctors wouldn't even see you and these people in this small town (what I thought was a backass town) who could care less about our orientation they were just good people. These six folks really restored my faith in humanity.

Great story. Thanks for posting. Given what's going on in the country right now, I could stand to read a lot more like it.

Rudynate Grand Master

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I have my faith in humanity restored nearly every day because it is nearly every day that someone shows me some unexpected kindness - a stranger smiles or says hello or pays a compliment or holds a door for me. Luv that stuff.

bashful Grand Master

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It seems like every morning I open the door to pick up the morning paper, the headlines are about death around the world. Reading these posts tells there are still caring people in this world.

glennnn Mentor

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At 72, I have had my faith in humanity restored so many times I can't remember them all. From the simple daily human courtesies mentioned by @Rudynate, to truly heroic sacrifices, people amaze me. You on this forum amaze me, and give me spirtual sustenance and faith in the future.

Another person who restores my faith in humanity is.......me! I actively try to live an ethical life every day and do the things that need to be done around me. We can all do it. We
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humanity. Need your faith restored? Start with the one human you can control. Open that door. Smile. Give a compliment. Speak up. Help those in need. Vote. March. Do what you can.

 

This sounds corny and preachy, but I really mean it!

Truereview Grand Master

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At 72, I have had my faith in humanity restored so many times I can't remember them all. From the simple daily human courtesies mentioned by @Rudynate, to truly heroic sacrifices, people amaze me. You on this forum amaze me, and give me spirtual sustenance and faith in the future.

Another person who restores my faith in humanity is.......me! I actively try to live an ethical life every day and do the things that need to be done around me. We can all do it. We
are
humanity. Need your faith restored? Start with the one human you can control. Open that door. Smile. Give a compliment. Speak up. Help those in need. Vote. March. Do what you can.

 

This sounds corny and preachy, but I really mean it!

Don't you dare put yourself down at the end of that lovely post! It is not corny at all and you don't sound preachy. Coming from you, I believe every word of it. I'm gonna hold my "like" until you own your own goodness without self deprecation! I now sound preachy! ;)

bigvalboy Grand Master

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Another person who restores my faith in humanity is.......me!
I actively try to live an ethical life every day and do the things that need to be done around me.
We can all do it. We are humanity.
Need your faith restored?
Start with the one human you can control.
Open that door. Smile.
Give a compliment.
Speak up. Help those in need. Vote. March.
Do what you can.

 

This sounds corny and preachy, but I really mean it!

 

 

glennnn Mentor

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Don't you dare put yourself down at the end of that lovely post! It is not corny at all and you don't sound preachy. Coming from you, I believe every word of it. I'm gonna hold my "like" until you own your own goodness without self deprecation! I now sound preachy! ;)

 

Okay! Okay! I confess.........I'm a good guy

glennnn Mentor

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I am a devoted teacher working in a DC inner city public school. I have never lost faith in humanity. Otherwise, I would,not be able to perform my job and serve my scholars.

 

 

You are a HERO, my friend. I speak from over 35 years of teaching experience. You are a Hero and you restore my faith. Thank you.

bigjoey Grand Master

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In the mid 90's I moved cross country with my partner to California. He had been ill for about a year with HIV related stuff including major pulmonary stuff. 1 day into the trip he started feeling sick and by the time we reached New Mexico he was delirious. We were still about 1 hour away from our planned stop. I didn't notice this until we were in the middle of NM and it was about midnight He had been sleeping and I had stopped for gas and happened to touch his forehead and realized he was burning up. I took him to the closest emergency room which was in this small one horse type town. It said ER but was really this tiny building that was more like a house. I was driving a 20 foot U haul towing my jeep, we had 2 dogs and a cat and I pulled up to this emergency room in the middle of the night freaking out thinking he was going to die.

 

As I sat in the common area with my partner I kept running through my head how close the nearest big city was and would it make sense to get back in the truck and race to the big city. Before I could get up the courage to leave, the doctor came out. His appearance made me convinced I needed to leave, he was wearing jeans that were filthy and a shirt that had blood on it. He came up to me quickly and introduced himself and said he is also the town vet and was birthing a calf. (feeling even more concerned now) So he asked me what was going on, I gave my partners history and then the doctor took a quick look at my partner and jumped into action. We were in the emergency room for about 4 -5 hours while they worked on getting his fever down. He luckily wasn't dehydrated When they finally got his fever down, the doctor gave me the option of admitting him or taking him home. I told him we were on our way to CA and weren't planning on staying here. He told me to hold tight and disappeared coming back about 15 minutes later. He told he he called the local Motel 6 and they had a room for us.

 

I at this point was completely exhausted and really needed sleep. The doctor told me we could follow him to the hotel and he would help us get settled in. We drove through town which was smaller than I originally thought and made me a little nervous. Being a gay man traveling with a HIV sick partner in the mid 90's was not the greatest combo especially in a small town. We got settled into the motel which were thankfully ok with the dogs and cat and I finally fell asleep. Around 11 AM there was a knock at the door and I woke up fairly certain we were going to be run out of town. It was the motel owner which made me even more nervous and then I noticed the doctor was with him. I opened the door slightly and the motel owner asked if I wanted help getting my jeep off the hitch since I was going to be in town for a few days. The doctor said he came by to check on my partner. He also brought some muffins and coffee for me.

 

And so began 3 days in NM with some of the most wonderful people I have ever met. There were 3 couples (straight) who took me and my partner under their wings in this town either by bringing us food, stopping by to check on my partner, having us over for dinner and just taking care of me and my partner while we were there. I asked the doctor why he was being so kind and he told me that he wasn't being kind. He said it like everybody acted this way. Here were two gay men, one sick with HIV related stuff, in the mid 1990's in a time when people treated HIV people with kindness, in some places doctors wouldn't even see you and these people in this small town (what I thought was a backass town) who could care less about our orientation they were just good people. These six folks really restored my faith in humanity.

 

 

Wonderful story. Especially how these people felt they were just acting "normal" and not especially kind. We need more people like that. Just simple, everyday acts of loving kindness.

purplekow Grand Master

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I recently took my great-grandnephew to an outdoor ice cream stand. At four years old, he loves ice cream. It is probably genetics, because ice cream is the favorite food of just about all my family members. A girl of about 5 years old or so, dropped her cone and began to cry. He immediately went over and gave her his. So, this was my latest restoration of faith in humanity.

And a child shall lead them.....and very likely he shall lead them to get ice cream.

seaboy4hire Mentor

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At 72, I have had my faith in humanity restored so many times I can't remember them all. From the simple daily human courtesies mentioned by @Rudynate, to truly heroic sacrifices, people amaze me. You on this forum amaze me, and give me spirtual sustenance and faith in the future.

Another person who restores my faith in humanity is.......me! I actively try to live an ethical life every day and do the things that need to be done around me. We can all do it. We
are
humanity. Need your faith restored? Start with the one human you can control. Open that door. Smile. Give a compliment. Speak up. Help those in need. Vote. March. Do what you can.

 

This sounds corny and preachy, but I really mean it!

 

Just one small act of kindness can make somes day. It doesn't need to always be big. Like you said a simple smile or holding the door. It's not corny or preachy in the least bit. I've had a few people do what would normally be just simple things for me the last few weeks and it has meant the world to me. But then again I already knew they were awesome people. A few of them are members on this forum as a matter of fact. And they know who they are.

 

Hugs,

Greg

quoththeraven Grand Master

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Here's something worth cheering: The husband of a Twitter friend of mine left the church he led for nine years over pressure brought to bear on him by the parents of an LGBTQ teen when he refused to counsel her that her same-sex attraction was sinful. He will be training for hospital chaplaincy and preaching as needed when other ministers are away while seeking credentials in a less conservative denomination (PCUSA). He, his wife, and their two middle and high school aged daughters are also looking for a new church to attend.

 

This man quit his job over LGBTQ rights. His wife, who is Puerto Rican and grew up in Florida, was the source of most of the information that I posted about ways to help in the aftermath of the shooting at the Pulse nightclub in Orlando. They just left their church home and denomination behind to stand up for a group they're not part of because it was the right (and Christian) thing to do.

seaboy4hire Mentor

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I just got bavk home from getting a refill on my chemo. We checked the mail and there was a $100 gift card from someone we know from fb. We've never met this person in real life. Only chatted and exchanged good natured jabs with her. Money wise we are ok. We have rent payed and food in the kitchen. But the selfless thought of this lady doing this, I really appreciate it. She didn't have to. I'm just really in shock. Im not one to ask for major help or help in general. I'm in a good kinda shock I guess. I suppose that this is karma paying us back when we had a friend who had AIDS and while she was alive we would help her out with her bills, meds, made sure she had food on her table and she made it to her drs appointments and what not.

 

Hugs,

Greg

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