My phone rang at 8:30 Tuesday night and I saw it was someone I had called a few days earlier to get information for a story. I was tempted not to answer it. Geez. Can’t people call me during work hours?
I answered it anyway.
It was Rev. Jim Banach, from Redeemer Lutheran Church in Parkton, to give me details about a Civil War Day event at the church on May 21.
He apologized for calling late, but said his mother had died earlier in the day. After offering my condolences, I said I was astounded he’d call me when he had more important things to deal with and other calls to make.
He said getting a notice in the North County News was important, because he knew it would attract people to the event.
It humbled me to know he placed such importance on what I would write.
Banach’s phone call came two hours after another one that warmed my heart. Jerome Murphy, 87, calls me every year to give me details about Ma & Pa Railroad Days at a museum in Pennsylvania.
He left a message on Monday morning and I didn’t return the call until Tuesday evening. The first words Jerome said were, “Pat, are you OK?”
I guess I’ve been very prompt in returning his calls over the years. When I didn’t call right back, he worried that something was wrong.
After assuring him I was healthy and still working, we talked for a while and I got all the details for a story.
If it were up to me, I’d make both of them front page stories, but I have the feeling Banach and Murphy will be pleased with whatever makes next week’s paper.
What a great job I have.