Message-ID: <20560556.1075858802657.JavaMail.evans@thyme> Date: Wed, 10 Oct 2001 14:15:40 -0700 (PDT) From: sara.shackleton@enron.com To: sshackl@swbell.net Subject: FW: Great story Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-From: Shackleton, Sara X-To: 'sshackl@swbell.net' X-cc: X-bcc: X-Folder: \SSHACKL (Non-Privileged)\Shackleton, Sara\Deleted Items X-Origin: Shackleton-S X-FileName: SSHACKL (Non-Privileged).pst -----Original Message----- From: "Scottie McKeogh" @ENRON Sent: Wednesday, October 10, 2001 2:38 PM To: ahill2177@aol.com; acpitts1@iwon.com; Brooke.bailey@energydi.com; skicampbell@aol.com; careymartin@yahoo.com; cmhood@aol.com; CaryClifton@aol.com; catharinemebane@hotmail.com; CElcock@WSGC.com; viperar33@zoomtown.com; cristyg@gambitweekly.com; dean_jacobson@3i.com; elizabeth_epley@hotmail.com; Newkidem@aol.com; ehersh@mshanken.com; fbetts@davenportllc.com; gsrickman@yahoo.com; itstrong@yahoo.com; JBergs00@aol.com; janiemebane@hotmail.com; jenslink@earthlink.net; John_Schneider@rsco.com; nortonkm@hotmail.com; mitchkaty@hotmail.com; kkeane@tweisel.com; millilmm@yahoo.com; LCarras@looksmart.net; Ryley8@aol.com; louise1215@hotmail.com; LFenet@Christies.com; maggie_entwistle@gspsf.com; mkelly@aoshouston.org; mmccauley@cacre.com; mollymcdowell@yahoo.com; Park_Durrett@rsco.com; rachelduncan@excite.com; shawsally@hotmail.com; sara@theehrhardtgroup.com; svmccloskey@hotmail.com; Shackleton, Sara; s4patel@aol.com; SunnyDurack@hotmail.com; tarayogi@yahoo.com; isis5422@yahoo.com Subject: Fwd: Great story >From: "Celeste Flower" >To: lwright@carlewoodward.com, mcleodcolleen@yahoo.com, meredithm@mcgehee.k12.la.us >CC: collinsce@arlaw.com, c_eustis@hotmail.com, derispo@aol.com, itstrong@yahoo.com, Katy_Casbarian@hilton.com, kwright@vanamerican.com, nortonkm@hotmail.com, rstone645@earthlink.net, scottiemckeogh@hotmail.com >Subject: Fwd: Great story >Date: Wed, 10 Oct 2001 16:56:39 +0000 > Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com Received: from 66.21.223.151 by lw7fd.law7.hotmail.msn.com with HTTP; Wed, 10 Oct 2001 16:56:39 GMT X-Originating-IP: [66.21.223.151] From: "Celeste Flower" To: lwright@carlewoodward.com, mcleodcolleen@yahoo.com, meredithm@mcgehee.k12.la.us Cc: collinsce@arlaw.com, c_eustis@hotmail.com, derispo@aol.com, itstrong@yahoo.com, Katy_Casbarian@hilton.com, kwright@vanamerican.com, nortonkm@hotmail.com, rstone645@earthlink.net, scottiemckeogh@hotmail.com Subject: Fwd: Great story Date: Wed, 10 Oct 2001 16:56:39 +0000 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/html X-Stn-Info: Tell me you don't get teary reading this... >From: Chambless Camp >To: Allison deLamar Jackson , Alice Barganier ,cspivey@locosdeli.com, celesteflower@hotmail.com,eshivell@yahoo.com,jenleemc@yahoo.com, katieentwistle@hotmail.com,wheelocklaura@yahoo.com, megan.evans@joneslanglasalle.com >Subject: Fwd: Great story >Date: Wed, 10 Oct 2001 08:41:49 -0400 > >This is pretty good... > > >>Here is a great story that one of my Veteran buddies sent me this >>morning..... thought I would pass this along... >>One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my >>class >>was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like >>he was >>carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone >>bring >>home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." >> >>I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my >>friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went >>on. >> >>As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They >>ran at >>him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he >>landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land >>in the >>grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this >>terrible >>sadness in his eyes. >> >>My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he >>crawled >>around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I >>handed >> him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really >>should get >>lives." >>He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on >>his >>face. >>It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. > >>I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As >>it >>turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen >>him >>before. He said he had gone to private school before now. >>I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We >>talked >>all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out >>to be a >>pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little >>football with >>my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I >>got to >>know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of >>him. >>Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of >>books >>again. >>I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some >>serious >>muscles with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed and >>handed >>me half the books. >>Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we >>were >>seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on >>Georgetown, >>and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, >>that >>the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, >>and I >>was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was >>valedictorian of our class. >>I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a >>speech >>for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there >>and >>speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one >>of >>those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled >>out >>and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had >>and >>all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous. >>Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about >>his >>speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, >>you'll >>be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really >>grateful >>one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said. >>As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. >>"Graduation >>is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough >>years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a >>coach...but >>mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a >>friend to >>someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell >>you a >>story." >>I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of >>the >>first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. >> He >>talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't >>have to >>do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me >>and >>gave me a little smile. >>"Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the >>unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this >>handsome, >>popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom >>and dad >>looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that >>moment did I realize it's depth. >>Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small >>gesture >>you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts >>us >>all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. >