{"id":2106,"date":"2016-10-18T12:08:21","date_gmt":"2016-10-18T12:08:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/?p=2106"},"modified":"2016-10-18T12:08:21","modified_gmt":"2016-10-18T12:08:21","slug":"ledge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/2016\/10\/18\/ledge\/","title":{"rendered":"ledge"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I think I saved someone&#8217;s life this morning.<\/p>\n<p>I was driving into work &#8211; and running a little late, if truth be told &#8211; and was just crossing the bridge when I saw a guy standing up on the ledge of the bridge supports holding onto the lamp post.<\/p>\n<p>Below him, at a fatal distance, were the railroad tracks.<\/p>\n<p>I quickly pulled into the parking lot of my building, got out, and quickly but calmly walked back to the bridge.<\/p>\n<p>I approached him slowly and stopped when I got near him, but not too close &#8211; I didn&#8217;t want to scare him.<\/p>\n<p>He was sobbing and seemed confused.<\/p>\n<p>I said &#8220;Hello&#8221; and asked if he wouldn&#8217;t mind coming down from there. He asked me my name and I told him &#8211; he said his name was Bernie. He didn&#8217;t come down right away, but instead asked me if I was a believer.<\/p>\n<p>I gave it a moment&#8217;s thought and told him &#8220;Yes&#8221;. He asked what I believed in and I told him &#8220;Everything, but mostly hope&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>He seemed a little calmer then and said he had another question for me. I said I&#8217;d be happy to answer, but maybe he could come down and we could talk for a bit? He shook his head and said he wanted an answer first. I nodded.<\/p>\n<p>He asked, &#8220;If I was your son and I did something really bad, like killed your wife &#8211; would you forgive me?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I told him I would. There really wasn&#8217;t any other answer.<\/p>\n<p>That seemed to satisfy him and I helped him down off the ledge and onto the sidewalk.<\/p>\n<p>I shook his hand and he thanked me &#8211; and said that 2 other people had walked by and didn&#8217;t say anything. He asked why I did and I told him that I saw him as I drove past and I was worried about him.<\/p>\n<p>I realized that a police car had pulled up and that an officer was standing in the street. I&#8217;m not normally one to miss details like that, but I guess I was pretty focused.<\/p>\n<p>The officer approached and asked Bernie if he recognized him. Bernie did and named him &#8211; Steve Hankins. \u00a0Officer Hankins asked if he could take Bernie somewhere and he agreed. Bernie told the officer that he didn&#8217;t have any weapons and that he&#8217;d thrown his knife out over the tracks.<\/p>\n<p>Bernie gathered his stuff and thanked me &#8211; and the officer and I thanked each other.<\/p>\n<p>They went to the patrol car and I walked back across the bridge and into my building.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know how much of what Bernie told me was true, but it didn&#8217;t matter. He was scared and desperate and just needed to talk to someone.<\/p>\n<p>And I am deeply grateful that the police officer arrived. I don&#8217;t know if someone called or if this was his regular route, but I&#8217;m not sure what my next step would have been if he hadn&#8217;t been there.<\/p>\n<p>When I got in the office I was still pretty shaky. I called Jim and we talked for a few minutes &#8211; just needed a friendly voice.<\/p>\n<p>I couldn&#8217;t locate the officer&#8217;s email address on the Akron Police website, but I think I found his supervisor and I&#8217;ll see if they can relay a message.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know what really prompted Bernie to climb up on that ledge or what he was waiting on. Maybe if three people had walked past without saying anything&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know. But I&#8217;m glad I went to talk to him.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I think I saved someone&#8217;s life this morning. 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