On June 21, I took my son to the walk-in clinic in the Gunderson Building at The Everett Clinic. From the elevator I saw a man hurrying to get in and held the door for him. When we arrived at our floor, he insisted I take the wheelchair with my son off first, then he went ahead and held the clinic door open for us and walked in behind.
To check in, I found my son’s ID cards in his wallet and commented that he had no money. Instantly, the gentleman that helped us opened his wallet and offered to pay my son’s copay. It took me totally by surprise and took me another moment to digest his offer. I assured him that my son had insurance and the means to pay his copay.
After he had checked in, he came to sit with us and wanted to help by understanding what my son was dealing with and offered suggestions. I asked his name as we were taken to an exam room and he said his name was Alejandro.
Wherever you are, I want you to know how much your kindness meant to us. You are one in a million (probably more). We are all blessed to have you among us and will never forget you.
Margie Haggett
Everett
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