My Thank-You Letter to All at TMC!
My name is Earl J. Standberry II and God has given me the name Peacemaker!
I was a patient here at Tucson Medical Center from March 18th to about the
middle of May in 1998. The reason I was a patient was because as I was walking
cross-country for peace I was involved in a train accident near Benson. My right let was
severed except for the main artery and main nerve.
Sitting hopelessly alone for about an hour and bleeding to death, I was
spotted by an employee from the railroad who called his dispatcher. They called the Benson
Ambulance Service and they upon arrival called the helicopter that brought me to TMC.
There your crack team of Dr. Michael Parseghian and the trauma people
decided after discussions to attempt to put me back together like Humpty-Dumpty. I am so
thankful for the people in the Operating Room.
I was then placed in the 850 ward, and that's where I experienced the
"TLC at TMC." The beautiful people from 850 made me feel so blessed to be alive
and not ashamed of my stupidity from jumping off a moving train. They kept my spirits up
and I began to heal from the inside from love and prayers.
From 850 I was moved to the 950 area where the love continued to flow. I
was able to help out by passing the love I was getting from the employees to my fellow
patients. While at TMC I was so blessed to meet the chaplain, photographers, the lovely
operators in communications, the Food Service people, housekeeping, 100s, 400s, 500s,
600s, 700s, 800s, 900s, the mail room, transportation, maintenance, labor and delivery,
X-ray, TOI, Hospice and everyone who walked through Tucson Medical Center.
This gave me the energy and positiveness to finish my cross-country
journey for Peace only 5 months after the surgery. On August 13th (my birthday) I began
being a true witness of God's work through our hands, and I have everyone here at TMC to
thank.
This March 18th is my second anniversary since I first stepped, or should
I say was rolled, into TMC. I will be visiting everyone and spreading my deepest
appreciation and love for the energy I gained.
I want everyone to know that I am on my second cross-country journey for
peace and am heading to Washington D.C. I carry no money, I fast until given food and walk
until given shelter, just like my mentor, Peace Pilgrim, and through faith will arrive in
Washington D.C. by Inauguration Day Jan. 20, 2001. I am carrying a memorial stone for
"Unknown Civilians Killed in War" to present to the "new" President of
the "new" millennium with a message of peace.
I would love to hear and meet everyone who reads this and may be contacted
through my website, or seeing me in the halls. I also have the pictures of my leg
before it was put back together on the website. Dr. Parseghian worked a miracle for me and
I am proud to say he has a friend in me until the end. I love you all here at Tucson
Medical Center for caring!
As my mentor Peace Pilgrim took a vow, so do I. I vow to remain a
wanderer until the memorial stone for "Unknown Civilians Killed in War" finds
its home in Arlington National Cemetery! |
