A few weeks ago, my wife and I were on vacation in Galveston for a few days to show my wife where I worked on an offshore oil rig 40 years ago.
About 9:30 p.m., I took a walk along the seawall and started having trouble breathing and some chest pain. I started back to the hotel but, I was feeling much worse and passed out.
Finally, a man stopped and asked me if I was all right. I was not. I couldn't see the man's face. I remember hearing him calling help for me and I will never forget hearing the urgency in his voice. He kept talking to me, telling me to hold on and help was coming and asking if I was all right. He stayed with me until the ambulance arrived. I wish very much I knew his name to thank him for saving my life.
Thank you so very much sir, for stopping when it seemed that no one was going to that very cold night. I really thought I might not make it that night.