We are home, horses are fed and reflecting on what a great (short) trip it was attending the UCP - AGM. I was thrilled to meet our locals warriors and finally put faces to names. I have heard said that you are never supposed to meet your heroes for fear of disappointment but that was not the case this weekend. You are all my heroes and just as incredible as I expected you would be. I am grateful you chose to join our page here and continue to share and engage, you guys are truly my sane space in an insane world…thank you.
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People should never be hungry or cold in this country
Yet here we are
"My name's Hank. I'm 66. I deliver propane to homes. Rural routes, farms, folks off the grid. I fill their tanks, check connections, drive to the next house.
Most customers just sign the slip, barely look up.
I'm just the propane guy.
But last February, during that brutal cold snap, I noticed something at the Miller place. Pulled up to fill their tank, gauge showed empty. Completely dry. In 15-degree weather. I knocked on the door. Mrs. Miller answered, three kids bundled behind her in coats. Inside the house.
"Ma'am, your tank's bone dry. How long you been without heat?" "Four days." Her voice was steady, but her hands shook. "Bill's due Friday. We're waiting on my husband's paycheck." Four days. Three kids. Fifteen degrees. "Ma'am, I'm filling it now." "I can't pay until" "I'll mark it as a delivery error. Computer glitch. Nobody'll know."
She started crying. "Why would you do this?" "Because those kids are wearing coats inside."
I ...