This is a True Story

        You might not believe this, but my wife is so nice she makes friends with folks who dial a wrong number.

        Several months back the phone rang one Sunday morning.  I heard Marfar say “No sweetie, I’m sorry.  This is the Bibey residence.”

        It wasn’t but a minute and it rang again.  Marfar listened a minute, then said, “Oh, our number ends in a 7.  I think you just dialed the wrong number, but it’s good to hear from you.”

       I asked who it was.  “Some little lady.  She sounds lonely.”

       Every so often now the lady dials a ‘wrong number.’  It is usually on a Sunday morning.

        I heard Mafar talk to her this morning.  “Well, yes.  I’ll say a prayer for you.  Most certainly.”

         I am certain it really did start as a wrong number, but I have a notion the lady mis-dials on purpose these days.  She doesn’t stay on long.  She always says she didn’t mean to bother us, and she has to get off the line.  We still don’t know who she is, but I guess she needs the human contact.  She sure couldn’t have dialed a better wrong number to to get Marfar; the girl giggles and goes on with her like they went to school together.

            I’m gonna go get her another cup of coffee; she deserves it and more.

Dr. B

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10 Comments on “This is a True Story”

  1. danny fulks Says:

    Reminds me of the psychologist, William Glasser, who had a client who kept calling him at home. One day, she didn’t call and he started calling her, said he missed the gab.

    • drtombibey Says:

      Danny,

      As a small town Doc I get tired every so often an go away to get some rest. When I go to the grocery store out of town and no one looks in my buggy to see if I eat like I tell them to, I get to longing for home and go back.

      Dr. B

  2. Billy Says:

    That’s a Sunday sermon that shows the message better than any preacher.


  3. That’s so sweet of your Marfar. She’s a hell of a lady, as you’ve often said! This reminds me of how people used to call customer service where I worked – some called and had actual questions but what they really wanted was someone to listen to their problems and sympathize in the way that strangers do.


  4. Dr B
    My mother is one of those people who can make a friend by smiling. I love your Marfar and I haven’t even met her.

    • drtombibey Says:

      Ms Sharon,

      Someday if we ever get to Australia you will, and I promise she will be an instant friend. The girl is that way everywhere she goes.

      Dr. B

  5. junebugger Says:

    I found myself “awww-ing” throughout this entry. Your wife sounds like such a wonderful woman! What a blessing that you met her.

    • drtombibey Says:

      junebugger,

      We have been pals for many, many years. No relationship on Earth is perfect, but I believe we had it about as good as imperfect humans can do.

      Dr. B


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