This week has just been a whirlwind of activity and emotions…..

I motored down to Palm Springs to sign the final documents on my new casa…..and man the traffic back into LA was so Horrendous….it was not even rush hour…I am glad I am moving away from the hustle…..

My wonderful contractor painted all of the main rooms to a neutral color that my Realtor said I needed to….

My realtor had told me to put in new cheap carpet…for show…well after the paint and moving most of my crap that one collects …out…..

.I thought maybe just a good shampoo was all it needed…as it is Good Berber…

I looked in Angie’s List…and one carpet cleaner (Quality Carpet Cleaners) had over a thousand Good reviews of A…so I called them…the nice girl that answered asked if my two bedrooms were each larger than a 2 car garage…I paused and tried to realize two cars fitting in…and said no…she said well it will be $125.00…and I said well there are 46 steps….she said I realize that….I said I cannot believe you are so Inexpensive….she said well most people do not have tons of money……(for some reason I thought of Donald Trump)…..

well the carpet cleaner was scheduled at 8:00 to 10:00 today…and I expected a Russian gentleman….as they seem to predominantly have the service ops lately..as yesterday…I had called my home insurance due to one of my gas stove top burners not working…well his wife called to say when he was coming…and I could Hardly understand WHAT she was saying…..as her accent was so thick…then her husband a VERY tall…skinny man probably in his 60’s came….

he looked at the burners …and turned all the dials…and of course one was not working…..he said…pointing at the cook top…”Cannot Open!!!”….

I said I have no idea…You are supposed to be the technician…then after lighting the other 3 burners…shaking his head at the 4th not working…he said “What Model Number”….

I mean I could not believe it….I said I have NO idea…it was here when I bought the townhouse in 1999…and the building was built in the late 80’s…

He nodded his head and said “Antique!!!”

I paid him his $65.00 house call..and said well talk to the Insurance Company…he nodded and departed…..

so I expected the same sort of thing with the carpet cleaner this morning….that it would be some one from that part of the world who would merely shake his head at my carpet and say “Antique”….

well “Freddy” called at 7:30…which thrilled me…as I am an early riser…he said “Mr Matteson I am HERE”……

when I opened the door…this Muscular, Beefy, Blonde, Blue Eyed man bounded in….he looked like he was Germanic and probably 32….

his enthusiasm was soo contagious…he looked at the carpet and said “No Problem”…bounded down and got his Very Heavy contraption….which I thought…oh no…it is not a steam cleaner…it can Never do the job….

I adjourned to the kitchen to watch the semi-finals of Wimbledon….

at one point Freddy said “Senor…please come up and look”…I did…and looked at the Heaviest traffic area….I shook my head…saying Freddy…it is NOT coming up….I might as well go and order NEW carpet…he said Senor…Senor…I have Not cleaned That area yet….

i sighed and thought OK…I will wait….in the mean time I asked him how long he had been a carpet cleaner….he said Ever since I came to this country…30 years ago…I said well how Old Are you???…he said 52…and I said Where did you immigrate from…(thinking he would say Germany)….

he said from Jalisco Mexico…my mouth dropped to the floor…some of my most favorite people in my journeys through Life……are Mexican…..

he has a son and a daughter…the son worked for the prison system down near our borders for a long time…but now works for TSA…..

his mouth ripped into a smile as he said he was Sooo proud that he will be a Grandfather soon….he was just beaming….it was Soo moving….

as I went back to watch Wimbledon…I thought I really don’t give an F…if he cannot clean the carpet…just having his Positive presence in my house…was worth more than anything….

well I was AMAZED…the carpet looks like it has had no use……..

I tipped him $100 …as he More than deserved it………

What a Wonderful Man….his wife and children are Soo Lucky!!!!

I then had to send a wire for my final payment on my casa in Palm Springs…so went over to see that Wonderful Banker at US Bank…and Man do I love That Bank – Heros – whom I wrote a blog about before….he is Armenian…and has made me love Armenians more….

The First Armenian I ever knew was the Gorgeous,pencil thin, Cathy …who worked in our shop Elizabeth’s Staircase on Sunset Plaza…..back in the 80’s…she was related to the Bagdasarians (sp?) who created the Christmas Chipmunks….that pop up every Christmas….

Cathy is Elegant…she taught me …unknowingly to her….how to be calm…..just by the way you talk…speak slowww…with assertiveness – positiveness – it works…but I unfortunately do not have her natural skill…..

Heros had two managers leave….so he was running the bank with the bulk of the responsibility on his shoulders…so I did not want to bother him…..

but as wiring money over $100,000 takes a bit more time…..he invited me to sit at his desk…..

he then told me about his Uncle passing….over a month ago…his mother’s brother…he went in for what was a simple operation…had acid build up in his stomach….there was only a 2% chance of death…..

his uncle just before the operation had a dream that …he was buried between his parents….he told his family……he wanted them to stay close…they all thought..he Only has a 2% of checking out

they called Heros and told him that his uncle had died….well his mother totally lost it ..as he was her favorite…

when they went to the hospital they ran into a Causcasian woman they did not know…she asked them if they were looking for a skinny man…who was tall and thin and had a moustache….They said Yes Yes…as THAT was his uncle……..

she said…well he Just walked by me saying “Christos….Christos”…..

Heros said they rushed ahead…and were greeted by Grief Counselors…Heros wanted to Know WHAT had happened…..got NO answers…so Heros Insisted on seeing the Doctor….eventually he was asked to identify the body….and he told me about (shudder) the incisions…..and he Knew it was a Botched operation…but they could not do an autopsy…as his family’s Christianity requires burial within a certain short period..cremation is NOT allowed…..

His uncle had lost his trucking business and was working for another company and was stressed ..he has ..I think two daughters….

Heros and his father paid for the funeral and burial….and Heros asked his cousin who has been accepted at UCLA to come live in LA with the family in the house he bought ..it has a pool and he lives in the Pool house….she hasn’t decided yet as her mother wants her with her……

Heros had a dream….where he was trying to get into a park….there were skate boarders everywhere…and he could see this ceremony going on up on a hill…but they would Not let him in……

the ceremony was his uncle’s burial…..

he said “Rob…I believe that it is the other way around…that we are living in a dream…and that our dreams are our True Life…..”

well I have NEVER had someone…Much Less a BANKER…share such goose bump inspired …stories that reduce me to tears…..

I just Love That Man!!!….

he has this electric warmth ..as Freddy does…..they both are like Teddy Bears that you just want to hug……Heros…has electric, exciting brown eyes….

wears due to tradition the normal beard that Armenian men wear….but ¬†when a family member die…you cannot trim your beard for 40 days…

(he said F…anyone that wants to call me a terrorist…it is out of respect for my uncle…I Really Don’t care anymore)……

he also said that the family Cannot celebrate Any holidays..Christmas…and birthday..etc…..anything for a year from the Day he died…which was the day before Mother’s Day…and Heros had planned this Wonderful Gift for his Mom that he could not give her….

I was so moved by my meeting My Banker…that I stumbled out to my car…..

as I was driving my dear friend Nabil called….saying “Robby…after your Hernia Operation….YOU are recovering with us…..and I will NOT take NO for an answer..you can stay in either the Beverly Hills House or the Palisades House…Jeff and I will be your Florence Nightingales”

I swerved and almost hit the car next to me..

I was and still am SOO undone by the Love……that I have been shown today……

all of these men were not born in the US…(scoozie…think Heros was)..and THAT is what makes our country so Specially Unique and Wonderful…..

Heros asked me ..aren’t you going to miss your house here after 16 years…..I softly said in my best Cathy voice said….

..no…it has been a Fabulous Part of my life…but I am one that looks toward the future friends and experiences……loving the past but not dwelling on it….

As the wonderful Egyptian ¬†Actor….from Dr Zhivago ..Omar Sharif (who died today) said….

“I don’t dwell in the past nor wait for tomorrow….

I Live Intensely in the Present”

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