This is the fourth blog of the Be Good, Not Great series. The initial idea for the blog series came to me in a dream about my Grandpop and resulted in a poem and a blog in less then an hour. Read it hear. https://weightlossleadership.com/2019/03/16/be-good-not-great/
The series focuses on people that strive for goodness over greatness; who eschew money, wealth and fame to care for other people.
I still remember the first day at the first home my wife and
I owned as if it were yesterday. We moved
into an established community in our then sleepy, now rapidly growing
town. The house was 70’s vintage and we
were excited but a little daunted.
We got the home for a good price. But it did come with some things that we needed
to fix. The most urgent being a large
bump in the sidewalk that led to our door.
The bump was due to a tree root that grew under one of the sidewalk panels. It was a hazard especially for my wife who was
pregnant with our second child and our 4-year-old. I was ready to fulfill my duties as a
husband, father and new home owner.
I had managed to lift the sidewalk a bit and was trying my
best to cut off a portion with a small axe I had. I was not making any headway and was sweating
buckets. When out walks a wiry, 60ish
year old man with silver hair, from next door.
I stopped my work for a moment and greeted him. he introduced himself and said, “I am TM your
neighbor and son you looked like you could use some help!” I said, “Hi Tim. I am doing ok, but it is sure good to meet
you”. Which was wrong on two accounts.
First because of his Texas twang, I called him Tim instead
of TM. This part was ok because he thought
he heard TM due to my Jersey roots. Second, I was not Ok. I had worked for an hour and made hardly a
dent on the root.
After 15 minutes, TM returned with his own axe and said “Don,
please let me help you out. I have been
doing this for awhile and we can knock it out together.” Even though I was embarrassed I
relented. And I was glad I did. TM immediately made more headway in 10
minutes then I had done in the last hour and a half. When it was my turn to spell him, he let me
use his axe and technique. We got the
root out and sidewalk level in less than 40 minutes together. It was the start of a great friendship and mentorship.
TM was the perfect example of seeking goodness over
greatness. Born and bred in Leander, he
moved to Cedar Park during its infancy to run one of the Cedar Yards for which the
city was named. He was a great mentor, devoted husband for 68 years, loving
father and a devout church goer. You can
read more about TM here. https://www.dignitymemorial.com/obituaries/austin-tx/thomas-pearson-7060600
There are four lessons from the life of TM to follow as we strive for goodness:
- Be a Good Neighbor. The help with the tree root was just the first example of TM being neighborly. He was always there with a ready hand and a kind smile to help my wife and I with our expanding young family. With both of us working, we did not always have time to keep the yard up. When he saw us struggling, TM would take the time to mow the side of our yard closest to him or water some of plants when we did not get to it. He also helped us with some ideas on landscaping and brought over some vegetables from his garden. We in return tried to help him out, but never could match his generosity.
- Be a Good Family Man. TM was a devoted husband and father. His only daughter was confined to a wheel chair after she was in an accident. He and his wife helped care for her. To make things easier, his daughter and her husband lived with TM. TM had a specially outfitted van and helped with the medical visits and care. He was always cheerful and willing to help. I also never saw a harsh word exchanged between the two couples despite the stress of living under the same roof.
- Be a Good Mentor. TM was also always ready to pass the lessons of fatherhood to me. One conversation stands out. I was playing soccer with my son in our backyard and we were getting loud. My son kicked the ball and it sailed into TM’s garden. Instead of a harsh word, he handed over the soccer ball with a smile. I told him I was sorry and asked him if we were bothering him by being too rowdy. TM said, “You do get a bit loud, Don. but I know what you ae doing and you need to play with your son. It is what they remember and how they learn so have at it!” I try to remember that lesson when the two boys that are our new neighbors kick a soccer ball against our car.
- Take care of your community. TM also reached out to the larger community. His yard was an example to the whole community. He also put on the best Christmas light show for many years. Showing pride in your home and community inspires the same in your neighbors. TM also sang and played guitar at his church. He used his talents to the joy and betterment of those around him and the world is better for it.
We moved to a new home about a mile away in 2007. Up to the end of our time next door, TM remained
a good neighbor and friend. Even helping
us with fixing up the house for sale. Unfortunately, I did not follow his good
example. I got caught up with work and
growing family and despite living only a mile or two away from him, we did not
go to see him that often. When he passed
in 2016, I did not know until quite a bit later. This is something I will always regret.
Robert Frost writes in his famous poem “Mending Wall” see full
at this link https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44266/mending-wall:
“Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast…
He only says, ‘Good fences make good neighbors.’
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
‘Why do they make good neighbors? Isn’t it
Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offense.
Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That wants it down.’ I could say ‘Elves’ to him,
But it’s not elves exactly, and I’d rather
He said it for himself.”
I now know what does not love a wall. It is not elves, it is God and his love. Be like TM and not me! Break down the walls of cell phones, work,
and a busy life. Take a sledgehammer to
that wall, much like TM took an axe to that tree root and make time for your
neighbor. And above all, love your
neighbor as yourself!