|IN HIS NAME
in the twenties, and a howling wind blowing snow almost parallel
to the ground a recovering heart patient sat inside his unheated home wrapped
in blankets. He could not afford to pay his utility bill.
That morning men from his work place had taken food to him. They reported back to their boss, Art Franklin who was supervisor of building maintenance at the Myriad Convention Center in Oklahoma City.
IHNM received Art’s call just after lunch. He asked if we could pay the utility bill. Even though we had no funds, it was hard to flatly say, no. Art left his phone number.
Soon afterward I decided to phone a few people to get help. It was easier and quicker than I had anticipated. The first person I talked to gave me an emphatic, "yes." I believe he was honored to be involved. He would put a check in the mail to the utility company immediately.
I phoned Oklahoma Natural Gas Company who noted our promise to pay to the customer's account. The customer must call to make arrangements for the gas to be turned on. But he had no telephone. So I called Art downtown and he offered to arrange a time and drive to his home to meet the utility worker.
It made my day to see an employer care this much of his employee. The man was only a part-time worker, but Art loved him as if he were his own son.