the bike messenger

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on October 2, 2009 by stormtales

in the place where i live, it’s hard to get in or out without a car. with the really strong rain, we were even more isolated. a lot of the people working in our area as maids or drivers live nearby but nobody knew how to contact their relatives to find out if they were ok. a lot had little children.

there was one man who had a bicycle and he made constant trips back and forth to deliver messages. he told one woman that her small kids were ok. he told another she needed to go home right away because her roof was flying off. the whole morning until the middle of the afternoon he was just going back and forth and he never looked like he was tired or irritated. he just went on keeping people in touch and for many he was the only means of communication as phone and cell lines were down