FW: The Hero

What is done and known is a great thing, but what is done and unknown is a greatest thing.

 

Best regards,

Hamza

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The Hero

In the wake of Chicago's worst ever winter, when all of the rooftops were loaded, many overloaded with snow. Mr. Robert McGrath saw his wife run out to the backyard garage to fetch some boxes.

Seconds later, he heard the crash. Looking out, he saw the roof of the garage had caved in. McGrath did not stop for hat or coat; he immediately ran from the house, grabbed a snow shovel, and called out for the neighbors to help.

Yelling and digging, with sweat freezing on his face-throwing snow and pulling away boards, he heard her voice and then saw her hand. He kept digging, throwing, and pulling.

Within minutes, he had his wife in his arms and was sobbing "Are you all right? Are you all right? I thought you were hurt, I love you so much honey"

She was fine.

What Mr. Robert McGrath did not know was this:

Mrs. McGrath had gone into the garage through one door and out through another one. She was safe in the house when she looked out and saw her husband digging, shouting orders, and throwing planks of wood feverishly trying to rescue her. She could not let her gallant rescuer down, so she put her coat on again and went outside and quietly entered the garage through the back door jumping over the wrecked planks of wood and allowed her husband to be her hero.