Poems and Thoughts    by Frank Maurer

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Saved by a Sikh. My Sikh friend was delivering something from his store. He arrived at my home and I was getting up to go to the door. As I arose, my right leg slowly collapsed And I gently flowed downward to my office floor. My weaker right hip replacement had been inserted, skewed inward! We were talking on the phone as I started toward him at the door. I could not move well, and explained that I was on the floor. He immediately came in and after a short rest, He reached out his hand and raised me up. It was clear I was all right and after a check, he departed. I called the next day to thank him and he was pleased I was still okay. The following day he called me to check again. We chatted for a while. When suddenly he blurted out, "You are the smartest person I have known." I was amazed. I had shown him many of my favorite objects, Such as fulgurites and Libyan Desert Glass, but I humbly objected. He insisted, so I left it at that. I told him what was important was I had been 'Saved by a Sikh!' (The Sikhs have rejected the caste system, obligating themselves To help all other creatures, as well as their fellow humans!) Frank Maurer 1 August 2026 1640 Hours.