I met the Good Samaritan on Christmas Eve

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Twas the night before Christmas and I’m locked out of my Jeep in a tee shirt at Coby … Merry f@&*ing Christmas!

By Terrance Gavan  

Twas the night before Christmas

And to Lindsay I’m fled

Thoughts of a car wash

Scream through my head

My blue Jeep is spattered

With tinges of grey

OCD says to smite

All that salt, sand and clay

I stop at Old Coby

Big garage on the hill

In tee shirt and jeans

I egress to the shrill

Noise of the hoses

At work in the bays

My dog Bille Jean

Jumps into the fray

She loves to chase water

As it spurts from the tip

And inside the car

She prances and trips

And I’m not even worried

I left keys in ignition

I know that Jeep knows

By mere intuition

Never to allow me

To lock keys inside

It balks when I push the

lock and load slide

But I forgot about Billie

And those small happy paws

Running around willy nilly

Like old Santa Claus

I finish ablutions

My Jeep looks like new

And I move to the car door

On time – Jeez – who knew?

I pull on the handle

And to my dismay

The button is down

Ôh the cuss words that spray

The bombs that emit

like water from hose

And to my iPhone I go

Joy slid to repose

I phone CAA

and then I remember

my yearly renewal

is on my credenza

And suddenly I recall

What Helena Georges once said

At PEI airport

When plans went to shreds

“Merry F$#%ing birthday!”

She said to herself

And that’s what I said

Like a fractious old elf

“Merry F&^%ing Christmas”

And I’m sorry dear Billie

And shaking my head

I must have looked kinda’ silly

Then much to my wonder

My eyes did espy

A Chrysler van

With a jolly old guy

Alone at the wheel

And he said with a grin

“Let’s figure this out

C’mon get yourself in.”

We toured down to garage

No room at that inn

Back to the car wash

We managed to spin

And I got through to the guy

With the magical sleigh

He arrived in ten minutes

No bells … That’s okay

And he had me in Jeep

With the flip of a shim

Billie jumping with joy

As I clambered in

And I stopped by to thank

My Samaritan friend

His name? Darrell Black

This thank you I send

For deep in the rush

Of Christmas night’s eve

You stooped to help

A stranger in need

And god knows I owe you

So here’s a big shout

For reminding what Christmas

Is truly about.

(Thank you Darryl, Darrell, Daryl Black. For sharing the warmth of Christmas with a stranger.)