Arms and Legs for Others
Bob
Butler lost his legs in a 1965 land mine explosion in Vietnam. He
returned home a war hero. Twenty years later, he proved once again that
heroism comes from the heart.
Butler was working in his garage in a
small town in Arizona, USA on a hot summer day; when he heard a woman’s
screams coming from a nearby house. He began rolling his wheelchair
toward the house but the dense shrubbery wouldn’t allow him access to
the back door. So he got out of his chair and started to crawl through
the dirt and bushes.
“I had to get there”, he says. “It didn’t
matter how much it hurt”. When Butler arrived at the pool there was a
three-year-old girl named Stephanie Hanes lying at the bottom. She had
been born without arms and had fallen in the water and couldn’t swim.
Her mother stood over her baby screaming frantically. Butler dove to the
bottom of the pool and brought little Stephanie up to the deck. Her
face was blue, she had no pulse and was not breathing.
Butler
immediately went to work performing CPR to revive her while Stephanie’s
mother telephoned the fire department. She was told the paramedics were
already out on a call. Helplessly, she sobbed and hugged Butler’s
shoulder.
As Butler continued with his CPR, he calmly reassured
her. Don’t worry, he said. “I was her arms to get out of the pool. It’ll
be okay. I am now her lungs. Together we can make it”.
Seconds
later the little girl coughed, regained consciousness, and began to cry.
As they hugged and rejoiced together the mother asked Butler how he
knew it would be okay. The truth is, “I didn’t know”, he told her. “But
when my legs were blown off in the war, I was all alone in a field. No
one was there to help except a little Vietnamese girl. As she struggled
to drag me into her village, she whispered in broken English, ‘It okay.
You can live. I be your legs. Together we make it’ “. Her kind words
brought hope to my soul and I wanted to do the same for Stephanie.
There
are simply those times when we cannot stand alone. There are those
times when we need someone to be our legs, our arms, our friend.
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