My Wonderful Brother
My brother is the most thoughtful and loving man on this Earth, in my opinion. For 12 years he greeted our mother every morning with a smile and a biscuit for breakfast. She was 68 when she moved home from Florida and not in the best of health. She had lung disease and had been in a car wreck which left her with a left crushed hip and a right broken leg. Her heart was damaged also. After the hospital, I (her daughter) took her to my home to recuperate and eventually she did.
Twelve years later our mother died from lung cancer and it devastated us, especially my brother whom had spent so much time with her the last ten years. He felt his whole life had turned upside down. She was 79 years old and my brother was 60 years old. They were especially close. After our mother's death, my brother started eating an early lunch at Chick-fil-A on Main St. in High Point N.C. every single morning. He says they are so polite to him and he enjoys being on a regular schedule and routine. Every day he comes in, orders the same meal and has since our mother died 10 years ago. There is one cashier who knows him by name and knows what he orders before he orders it. She starts getting it ready for him when he walks in the door.
One day in particular my brother was in a car accident on his way to Chick-fil-A. He went to the hospital, but not before stopping by Chick-fil-A to get his usual. There were two cashiers that noticed he seemed shaken, so they told him to sit down and they brought his food to him, sat down beside him, and fed him his meal. They talked him into going to the hospital and offered to call an ambulance. Until the day he dies, my brother will never miss a lunch with this particular location due to their good food, of course, but mostly because the employees are so thoughtful and polite. They went out of their way to help a 70 year old man who has had cancer and is now in remission. Thank you Chick-fil-A for being so good to my big brother.