Oct 16, 2008

242. Myron

James S. Hewett is a wonderful inspirational writer. I happened to read a portion of his book,"Illustrations Unlimited", and I could not control myself but post that little inspirational story in my Blog.It is a story about a man called, "Myron". Sans much ado, let us read about Myron



Myron


In a small town in the midwest where I spent six years of my early youth, there lived a mentally retarded adult named Myron. It was during depression years and there was no place forMyron to be "kept" but at home. He lived there with his mother and they survived on the work that Myron did as a gardener.

He had a proverbial "green thumb," and the places where he did the gardening were easy to identify. The lawns,shrubs, hedges, flowers--all showed care, skill, and loving attention.Myron also did "volunteer" work. He cut grass, raked leaves, and planted flowers in what would otherwise have been unsightly vacant lots.


He was probably best known for his "oil can." He always carried a small can of lubricating oil in his hip pocket. A squeaky door or hinge or gate always got a "free" dose from Myron'soil can.

Never a Sunday went by that Myron was not in churchwith his mother. Yes, we boys tried to "tease" him. But he always got the better of us because he refused to be anything but cheerful,full of good humor, and totally unflappable.



Myron died a few years after I left town to attend college. It was not easy to arrange, but I went back for the funeral. I was not prepared for what I saw. It seemed that everyone in town had decided to attend the funeral and there were scores of others, like myself, who had traveled from distant places to be there.

Without consciously attempting to do so, Myron had patterned for us the kind of life that really matters. No, he had not achieved fame, fortune, or honor. But he had been a worker, an optimist, an "easer of tensions" and a faithful churchman. He was a man who "overcame" a handicap that he didn't even know he had.


--James S. Hewett

40 comments:

  1. :) .............. There's nothing more i can say about the post....

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  2. hey u r in advertising?i had a few quariers to you...can you gimme ur mail id?

    mine is raka.majumdar@gmail.com


    phoenix
    my other blog
    waves-of-light.blogspot.com

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  3. I am literally in tears now...

    just wondering tat we come across so many people in life but some reely leev an impact on our hearts....

    :)

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  4. wooooow chriz...did expect this kindda post 4m u...gr8 goin buddy!

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  5. ahhhhhhh niceeeeeee!!!!
    thnx for d early mrng smile buddy :)

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  6. @anusha
    high time that i came up with something cranky

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  7. @phoenix
    would hop down to ur other blog and take a look at it too..

    yes into advertising.. and the lines can be dropped at prason.mba@gmail.com

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  8. @priya
    so very true.. we come across people like myron even in our neighbourhood. their hearts are so pure.. un corrupted

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  9. @trinaa

    did you expect or dint u expect?
    welkum back trinaa.. it has been a long time.. i was thinking of traving u down and killing u if u had taken more time to come to my blog.. but good for u., u came at the right time..

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  10. @archana
    :)

    @mayz
    let the smile be there in you the whole day bro.. thanks for that lovely words

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  11. I was wondering why MORON??so much so that,it took me a while to get it was myron..cool post dude... :)

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  12. Chriz there's a qn for u in YOUR earlier post's comment section..do check it out. tnxx!

    Keshi.

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  13. @multimenon
    haha myron.. in malayalam it has even a worser meaning i guess ..aint it...

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  14. @keshi

    thank you keshi.. i answered that question in that blog

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  15. "He was a man who "overcame" a handicap that he didn't even know he had" BEAUTIFUL

    i shud learn sumthin frm this hard hitting post!

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  16. Feel like crying.

    not really but still.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................( Think that's enough now)

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  17. Here I have a small poem to say

    Not, how did he die,
    But, how did he live?

    Not, how did he die
    But, what did he give?

    Not, what was his station,
    But, had he a heart?

    And how did he play
    His God-given part?

    These are the units
    To measure the worth

    Of a man, as a man
    Regardless of birth.

    This is by an anonymous poet. So true! Perhaps, we realize their worth only when they leave. Nice article. I'll try to get hold of this book sometime. Thanks :)

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  18. @swats
    it hit me.. and sure it would hit any one for that matter.. glad to know that it hit you too

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  19. @poshin
    do not weep. get back and smile bro

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  20. @tara
    lovely poem girl..
    that was indeed a lovely flow there..
    glad for it.. keep coming...

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  21. Macha,
    Check out the following places.
    https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994590898173820521&postID=6679713035260884852&page=1
    Thats mine and
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    On sreesanth

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  22. @poshin
    macha? i am ur bro... i saw that link. funny it was.. had a great time

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  23. yes i perfectly agree... i need to fight... not fawn...

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  24. @anusha
    next post will make you drool for sure

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  25. kill me? haaaaaaaw...

    n why did u delete d new post?

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  26. @trinaa
    i published it as a test post...

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  27. In this life, deeds are what matters and a soul is remembered for.

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  28. Man, I must regret I did not read the book ( or any similar book for that matter ) but this one sounds good.I had once come across a book by Robin Sharma-Who will cry when you die.Now,this title seems to give similar vibes as the man you are talking about here.

    Probably,Genius is about keeping oneself busy and doing things that do not appear in your resume ( nobody great said that but....:))..

    Blogrolling you,if its fine with you.

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  29. :) Super chris !! again it moved me

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  30. everyone should try to live their life like myron

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  31. Really in a awe f this..inspirin'!!

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  32. @kiran

    so well said.. and so very true...

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  33. @mishra
    robin sharma is indeed a great author
    and this book is one of a kind.. and thank for blog rolling me bro..

    @vidya

    thank you very much..

    @shiva
    machi.. my post coming tmrw

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  34. @praveen
    myron rocks

    @aayushi
    me too

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