The Republic Masthead

Letter: Stand up for helpless — you could be next


Follow The Republic:


Note: The statements, views, and opinions contained in this letter to the editor are those of the author and are not endorsed by, nor do they necessarily reflect, the opinions of The Republic.

From: Shirley Ison

Westport

With the long, hard winter over, we have much to be thankful for. For me, one of those things is The Republic. I grew up on McKinley Avenue across the street from Snyder’s Grocery Store. Every afternoon from the time I was 4 or 5, The Evening Republican came. I loved the comics, as I do now. Dad would make me a “nurse’s cap” out of them.

I love Doug Showalter’s and Sharon Randall’s columns the most, and I check the headlines and death notices. I enjoyed Showalter’s article about his former mother-in-law’s family reunion, as did many others. I also enjoyed his stories of Augie, his dog he loved very much, and his new pet cat, Stella.

The pet shelter in Bartholomew County is much to be admired. I saw a picture of a gray cat, Molly, so I went and checked her out. Boy, was she big, and she could not stand me. I was allowed to check out the others, and lo and behold, there was Jerry.

He was just sitting there, big, orange and striped. Well, I brought him home after a few days, and oh, the joy he has given. He loves my grandkids, and he plays tricks on us when he feels the need for attention. The kids are wanting to visit the shelter and take cat litter or food.

I was proud of the Nevada rancher who would not let the federal government keep his cattle and take his land. What a country.

People came from across the states to stand up for legal rights. There are many who cannot stand up for themselves, so I respect and admire Cheryl Jackson, who filed a lawsuit to be as sure as possible that her brother Cary Owsley’s case was clarified and studied. I am thankful for her loyalty to her brother.

If we do not stand up for the helpless, what about when our time comes? Approximately three years ago, my brother’s heart stopped beating in a doctor’s office. By the time it was restarted, too much time had passed. He is now brain-damaged and permanently crippled. When a family member or friend gets down, or it could be you or me, will anyone care?

Don't settle for a preview.
Subscribe today to see the full story!

  • Hybrid
  • $11/month
  • Sat / Sun Delivery
  • Sat / Sun Coupons
  • Weekend Magazines
  • Full Digital Access
  • E-Edition Access
  • Buy Now
  • Premium
  • $16/month
  • 7-Day Print Delivery
  • All coupons
  • Special Magazines
  • Full Digital Access
  • E-Edition Access
  • Buy Now
  • Digital Only
  • $11/month
  • -
  • -
  • -
  • Full Digital Access
  • E-Edition Access
  • Buy Now

Think your friends should see this? Share it with them!

All comments are moderated before posting. Your email address must be verified with Disqus in order for your comment to appear. If your comments consistently or intentionally make this site a less civil and enjoyable place to be, your comments will be excluded from it.
View our commenting guidelines and FAQ's here.

All content copyright ©2014 The Republic, a division of Home News Enterprises unless otherwise noted.
All rights reserved. Privacy policy.