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The Grandma Lady Angel

by Pam Walker

One morning, I was taking my children, Paul and Christy, to school. They were in the fifth and fourth grades, respectively.

As I entered I-75 North from Howell Mill Road, we were suddenly careening across four lanes of Atlanta rush-hour traffic! I was the fifth driver to hit an unsecured dolly, which had fallen off a construction materials truck. The undercarriage of my car was totaled. My car had to be towed. That was in the days before cell phones and debit cards, and we had no choice but to walk home.

Our 12-mile walk home took us through a very posh area of Atlanta known as Buckhead. Paul was cranky and tired. He said, “Father God, please send us a grandma lady who wouldn’t be afraid to pick up a woman and two children and give us a ride home!” Just then, an elderly, gray-haired woman in a blue MercedesBenz SL300 24 convertible drove up! A grandma lady angel! She said, “Hi! Get in!”

We got in, introduced ourselves, and thanked her for the ride. When I told the woman we lived on Collier Road, she said, “That is on my way to bridge club.” We reached

our apartment, got out, and thanked her again. We watched the lady drive off, believing all the while she was the grandma lady angel Paul prayed for, whom God sent us right when we needed her.

About The Author

Pam Walker, a native of Rome, is a paralegal at Vaughn & Clements PC in Calhoun. She is a local columnist for the Rome News-Tribune. Pam and her husband, Stan, are members of Riverside Baptist Church, in Rome where she teaches the Naomi Sunday School class twice a month. Readers may email her at pamterrellwalker@gmail.com.