We Believe in Angels.

We believe in Angels. We have always been guided. Blessed. Lucky. Way back. Just newly wed, just out of the Air Force, heading back to RI from Utah. Pulling our first RV, a 1967 Starcraft Vacationer Deluxe with a Chevy Van. Van having trouble running cool, tried all sorts of work arounds, but it just ran real hot. Finally, in western PA, a bearing seized. Meant the engine had to be torn down, bearing, and as it turned out rings as well, all had to be replaced. Bad situation, but our angel was in the form of John Wilson in Zelienople, PA. Just inside the border with Ohio, between Rt 70 and Rt 80. We limped off the exit, stopped at the busy service station, and was told, no they couldn't help, but we could set the camper up across the street, and in the morning ask the station owner across the street. Next morning, first thing, I asked, and his door was open to us. John let us use a service bay, (I did my own work), he also let me order parts I needed at his cost. Took a week, between tearing down, assessing needs, ordering, etc. John would not accept anything in return, what he has in return is my eternal gratitude. Not only did he help us out, he cemented a lesson I learned growing up, you help others. Golden Rule, now commonly used term is Karma. Whatever. John helped with no regard of how it would impact him. We accepted with open hearts. This event seemed to set a form for us in our life. I had a job awaiting me after the service, I had worked for NCR before enlisting. I had the job reserved to come back to. I had visions of a long career at NCR. Didn't happen. In early 1973, NCY, reacting to market conditions laid off a large percentage of their employees I was one. My angel stepped in and I was recruited to a bank I had done work at in my NCR raining. Big career change, from a tech to a computer operator. This lead me through training, kicked me into getting my college degree, and gave me my career for the next 30 + years.When I left that career I flew to Florida to see my folks and while driving back from the airport we stopped at Lazy Days RV. Dad had asked what I had thought of doing next, I mentioned, maybe sales. We walked in and it popped. RV sales! I have always liked RV's, had a good understanding of RVers wants, why not turn that into selling? Dad knew one guy there, as we walked into the building, Dad spotted him. As it turned out, he had been promoted to General Sales Manager. 3 Days later, after numerous interviews I had an offer. My angels were still watching over me. Karma, luck, whatever. My angels watch.Without hitting every occurrence in our lives, let me just say again, we believe in angels.Of course, our latest has been finding this position at Old Faithful. All the positions had been filled, however one couple had to back out and we were lead to the opening. A cool thing s also happening in getting to Yellowstone. To get there from here we pass through Ogden, Utah, Jolene's hometown. So we will be stopping of course to see family. While there, either on the way out, or our place to stay in the motorhome while there, we will be at Willard Bay. This is the very first place Jolene and I camped in that little tent trailer, 37 years ago, to the month. This went a bit long, but there ere a couple events I felt compelled to share. If you got this far,, thank you. When your angel nudges, go with the feeling.