Except for minor details, this is a warm little story that illustrates there is always Hope.
Doug and Michele Marisco and their 3-year-old son Doug went to Disney World last week. As they started driving home to Pennsylvania last Thursday, a great big white bird flew right in front of their van. Whump! White feathers flew.
They felt bad, but what can you do?
They got home Saturday, and Michele drove the van around for three days. Her dad thought he heard a weird noise under the van Tuesday. Thought it was maybe a cat.
He heard it again Wednesday, and crawled under the van to look. Saw a big white wing up there in the darkness.
The Mariscos took the Windstar to a body shop and they took off a headlight, splash shield and inner fender: there was the big bird. Unhappy. Four-inch yellow beak trying to peck the mechanic.
The foot-and-a-half-tall Florida white egret was taken to a wildlife rescue center and treated for a broken leg. Six days behind the bumper of the van, all the way from Florida to Pennsylvania, no food, no water.
I take it to mean there's always Hope. Today is especially appropriate to emphasize that thought.
Brad Messer commentary, KTSA.
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