The below story was shared with me by Pastor Charles Chargois of Longview, Tx. read and enjoy:
In the last act of John Van Druten’s play, “I Remember Mama,” there is a scene about a man named Uncle Chris. Uncle Chris has just died and the relatives have gathered to read the will. While most of them had considered Uncle Chris a good for nothing and an embarrassment to them, they did not want to miss the event of the reading of the will. Maybe, just maybe, there might be some goody for them. Mama comes in to announce that there seems to be no will and no money either. But there is a notebook that is an account of the way Uncle Chris spent his money. And Mama wants to read it to the rest of the family.
“You know that Uncle Chris was lame?” she asked. “How he walked with a limp? It was his one thought, lame people. He would have liked to have been a doctor to help them. Instead he helped in other ways. I will read the last page of his notebook:
Joseph Spinelli 4 yrs. old. Tubercular left leg. $317.18. Walks now.
Estes Jensen, 9 years old, club foot, $217.50. Walks now.
Arn Solefelt, 9 years old, fractured knee cap. $442.16.”
Just then in the scene the boy Arn Solefelt comes running into the yard where they can see him. Arn’s mother is overcome. For she knew nothing of what Uncle Chris had done. And then after a moment, mama continues. “It does not tell the end of Arn. I would like to write, Walks now.'”
Lame Uncle Chris had compassion for others who were lame, and he put his money where his heart was.