Why Me?

I wrote this a while back when we were visiting the Biltmore Estate. I am writing from our room at the impeccable Inn on Biltmore Estate, nestled among the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains near Asheville, North Carolina. Even though it has been a rainy day, the view is still spectacular and the day has been wonderful.   Shortly, we will be going down to enjoy dinner and another stunning view from our  window table.  It doesn’t get much better!  Earlier today Cathy and I paid ninety-eight dollars to walk through an old house.    To refer to the Biltmore, the largest and possibly the grandest house in the nation, as an “old house” might seem a bit peculiar (http://www.biltmore.com); however, I mean no disrespect. It was money well spent.  George Vanderbilt’s house is an incredible masterpiece of architecture, engineering and grandeur — truly a magnificent work of art. I’m glad we were able to come here and I recommend it highly.

Shortly, before our trip I heard the heart wrenching story of Mr. Cho who recently died in China.  Mr. Cho had been a factory worker all his adult life.  He had what was considered by Chinese standards a very good job with excellent health and retirement plans. His future seemed secure.  Two years ago the plant went bankrupt and was closed. In addition to his job, Mr. Cho lost both his health care and his retirement.  Then he got sick; his wife did the best she could on her income of twenty-eight dollars a month, but it wasn’t enough to provide proper care for her husband.   Mr. Cho died last month.  His wife said that her husband “couldn’t afford to live”.

For some reason I’m having a difficult time getting Mr. Cho off my mind. The last two years of his life Mr. Cho and his wife lived on twenty-eight bucks a month.  Like I said, we just spent three and a half times as much for a two hour walk through an old house.  I can’t help but wonder, “Why me Lord”?

Something to think about


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