This week we were invited to write ab0ut someone being in the right place at the right time. As I have done many times in the past, I pulled from my personal experiences. Should you desire to join in the fun, hang out at the Carrot Ranch
Annette loved her job at the Ambassador Bridge, Hers was a glorified secretarial position processing Import and Export paperwork for U.S. Customs. And the friendships formed with people from all walks of life were the best part.
As she did several times a day, Annette walked along the bridge plaza to the Customs dock office. Suddenly, she felt the ground give way under her feet. She screamed for help, and a nearby truck driver grabbed her and pulled her to safety.
It seems she had stepped on a loose manhole cover and that quick-thinking driver actually saved her life!
©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben 2/19/21
Annette Rochelle Aben 
Wow!! What a story! I’m so glad that truck driver was there at the right time. I can’t imagine how grateful you must be…
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All I lost, other than some dignity, were my sandals… So very grateful for him being there!
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What a story, Annette. The angels were certainly looking after you that day. Have a lovely weekend.
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I totally agree! Enjoy yourself this weekend!!
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Just in time! Great story, Annette.
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Thank you, Bette! He was just as shocked as I was.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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