This past Friday I was on the Clinton Square from 6:30 a.m. to midnight. Friday of Olde Glory Days is the day that Kyle Adkins and I serve as Day Chair. The role of the Day Chair is to wear a really bright green shirt and help keep all of the activities associated with Olde Glory Days running smoothly.
Early Friday morning I had a conversation with a gentleman from our community that I had never met before. As conversations with strangers go we got onto the topic of what we do for a living. I shared with the stranger that I worked for GVMH.
The man immediately paused and looked down, he then looked up and I could see his eyes begin to form tears. His reaction caught me off guard and I knew I was about to hear a story that was obviously difficult for him to share. The stranger I had known for only a couple of minutes told me the story of how we saved his life.
It’s easy to lose sight of the impact we have on people each and every day. We all tend to get caught up in the grind and hustle and bustle but make no mistake about it, our patients remember their experience and they appreciate what we do.
The man I met on the square last Friday is no longer a stranger and each time I see him I’ll shake his hand and say “How are you today” and I won’t be surprised if his response is “Thanks to the great staff at GVMH, I’m alive!”.
None of us could ask for a better compliment.