March 19, 2009


Have you read A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving? It is one of my favorite books.

John Irving, as I've posted before, is one of my favorite authors, as twisted and odd as his stories are.

I posted a link a long time ago to Mr. Irving reading the Christmas Nativity scene, one of my favorites in the book.

I always list that book in my top five whenever I quote here my favorite reads of my lifetime, although in the past couple years that list has added a few more. And the resounding reason I love that book so much, other than it just makes me laugh so hard in places, is the theme... something you really don't understand until the end.

The book made me think.

And it falls in line with my overall thought on life... Everything happens for a reason. There are no coincidences. People are put in our lives for a reason.

In the darkest moments of my life, I have been known to take a deep breath and think, "There is a reason for this... what am I to learn?"

More times than not, I can figure it out, but sometimes I realize that perhaps I'm not supposed to know... that maybe the truth and reason will be revealed to me later. I'm perpetually amazed when it is... and how my life has come together like pieces of a puzzle.

And so I take you to a small article I saw last night, that has me reading it... again and again... to see if its a joke. Alas its not... every major news source is carrying it, unless of course, it is one man's joke on the media.

But I don't think it is.

At first blush its just a 'Thank God' story of one man saving another man's life. A man falls and gets hurt in a subway station. Another man jumps in and saves him.

Not living in NYC or a place with a subway, I don't know how often these things happen. I'm guessing not often.

But it is the end of the story that I keep rereading. Because...

... the man who jumped down onto the rails to save the other man's life is in an Off Broadway play, where he repeatedly lifts someone who cannot walk.

He has essentially been training for this moment.

And I'm left thinking, "Coincidence? I think not..." It could be in a John Irving book...

(Sidenote: I know munu comments are down. Again. If things are calm this weekend, I'm installing Haloscan comments. Bear with me... things have not been calm here in awhile.)

Posted by Boudicca at March 19, 2009 06:11 AM

ACK - whenever you post about that book I keep thinking... I've GOT to read it. Then I forget again. I will go look for it and get it this weekend though. LOL.

Posted by: Teresa at March 19, 2009 01:28 PM

Wow - that's quite something! And I too will be reading that book...

Posted by: Richmond at March 19, 2009 03:03 PM

Bou, it is one of the books that stays with you, and a favorite of mine as well. Thanks for reminding me - always good to gain perspective.

Posted by: jck at March 19, 2009 09:04 PM

I thought the same thing when I read that story.

Posted by: Amy at March 19, 2009 09:12 PM

That is amazing. I am grateful for people such as him, namely because a former teacher and still very good friend of mine lost consciousness once and fell onto the track.

Some anonymous hero jumped down onto the trackbed and rescued her, and I was thrilled the next time to have seen her, that she was alive and looked so vibrant.

I am always terrified -- especially now that I am a daily rails commuter (long story) -- of that happening to me.

Posted by: Erica at March 22, 2009 07:51 PM