Having woken with a headache that morning, Petra Foxworth took aspirin and went about her work as a cashier as best she could, despite the pain.  It would have been her day off but, luckily, Petra had agreed to switch shifts at the grocery store where she worked; otherwise, she would have been home, alone.

John Taylor served 17 years as a platoon sergeant in the United States Army.  He survived tours in the Gulf War, as well as several other combat assignments and was looking forward to retiring from the military and going back to school.  So in the fall of 2000 when, during a routine eye exam, John was told he had a rare inflammatory disease called sarcoidosis that could leave him blind in six months, he was shocked.  “I thought to myself, ‘I have a plan. I have a family. I’m too young, ’” he recalls.

Twenty-two year old DeJarvis has a “Big” heart.  Just ask anyone who knows him, like his “Little” brother, nine year-old Demetric; or better yet, just watch Demetric’s face light up when he talks about the day he met DeJarvis. “We had a good time…the first day we met, I showed him around school, and I was so happy…we had cake and juice,” he beams.

It’s 3:30 in the morning and you awaken to an overwhelming smell of smoke, maybe you even see flames, or hear the cracking of timber.  Your mind races, as your body instinctively prepares to flee.  If you are alone, perhaps you think for a split-second about the location of your wallet.  If you are a parent, caregiver, or pet owner you immediately focus on finding your loved ones and getting them out safely.  And then, if you’re lucky, minutes later you find yourself and any companions standing in the street, dazed, but unhurt, marveling at the sights and sounds before you – flames, smoke, firefighters, sirens…things so surreal that it feels like a bad dream.  But when your mind and your heart resume their normal pace, you look down to see that you are in the clothes you went to sleep in, and the wave of relief that washed over you is quickly replaced with that of panic. What about your things? Where will you go?  Who will help you?  

Roxanne Mosley wanted to be a physical therapist.  But after learning that she had Stage IV breast cancer in September 2007, her plans changed.  “I already knew what it was before they told me on the phone. I did research on the internet and had dealt with my crying and my anger,” she recalls.  Not one to dwell on the negative, the former soldier and mother of three continued working her three jobs and began chemotherapy treatment. “You do what you have to do…I was able to keep it together because I have kids.”

After 30 years and 250 jumps, it wasn’t easy for Jesse Bennett to accept that he would no longer be able to go skydiving. “I realized my legs weren’t coordinating the way I wanted them to,” he says, remembering one of his first clues that something may be wrong.  Even then, it took a few close calls while driving and a bad experience in a flight simulator before he decided to be evaluated by a neurologist.  At 70, Jesse was diagnosed with Progressive Supranuclear Palsy, a rare Parkinson’s-like neurological disorder that affects eye movement, control of gait and balance.  An airline pilot turned flight instructor, who jumped out of planes in his spare time and ran five miles a day, Jesse was not accustomed to inactivity.  But obeying doctor’s orders meant retiring from aviation, for both work and play. 

Despite what the thermometer would have you believe, it feels like 110° in Pembroke.  So why is Janice Blunt, Director of United Way in Bryan County, standing over two large pans of boiling water?  Because, it’s Thursday afternoon and a lot of folks are counting on her for dinner tonight.

Faye Butler always knew that something was different about her daughter, but it wasn’t until Olivia was two that she realized just how different.  “She just stopped looking at me with that loving sparkle,” says Faye.  For the next three years, Faye would battle doctors and school officials in search of an answer as to why Olivia was not developing verbal skills, was unable to feed herself, and could no longer make eye contact. “As a family, we were lost with her,” she recalls.

“It’s a lifesaver!” exclaims Albert Clarke, Jr. when asked how he feels about the Ruth Byck Adult Day Care Center where his father, Albert Clarke, Sr., has been a client since early 2008.  It’s not hard to understand why when you see the joy in his father’s eyes.

“My friend said that I was headed for a train wreck,” said Ann Osman, a 51 year old cancer survivor.  Now, she simply marvels at the series of unfortunate events that almost caused her to lose her home.  She confessed that the thought of being forced out of her home and having no where to go terrified her; but help from the United Way and Consumer Credit Counseling Service of the Savannah Area gave her the skills to keep “her train running on the track.”