The Gentleman Guardian Angel That Saved Two Stranded Nurses

In 1958, Jennifer Jenkins was a student nurse at Charing Cross Hospital in London. At the time of the incident she describes, she was working at an outlying hospital in Middlesex, receiving specialist training in treating TB.

Jennifer writes:

"One evening I and a fellow student nurse had been up to London for an evening of dancing and fun. We were due to catch the last train back but having been promised a lift and been let down, we were distraught and didn't know what to do, as we had only our train fares in cash and not enough money left for the journey to the hospital where we lived and worked. Apart from that, we were worried sick that we would be caught coming in late by 'Nelly Kelly' the terrifying night sister who patrolled the hospital car park, looking for nurses who were out without a late pass! Those were the day when 'seniority' meant rules must be obeyed!
We were standing on the pavement in Park Lane, on a triangle of road near the Dorchester Hotel. This part of the road had no buildings with doorways or alleyways, just railings around gardens and grass areas. We had hailed a cab and were discusssing with the driver just how far he could take us for the money we had left between us. We were despairing and wondering how we'd walk the rest of the way back... Just at our most anxious moment, a gentleman in full evening dress appeared next to us, inquiring what the problem seemed to be.

We explained our plight and, without hestitation, he produced a note to cover the amount needed for our fare to the far-awy hospital. The taxi driver looked at the money to check it was enough and we too stared in disbelief. And as we turned to thank him, he was gone! We all looked in every direciton,up and down the road but none of us could explain where he possibly could have disappeared to so quickly!

He was dressed in full evening dress, even with a white silk scarf, rather like the 40s movie star and dancer Fred Astaire. As we climbed into the welcome warmth of the cab, the driver exclaimed in disbelief that he surely must have been our Guardian Angel sent to look after us. I have to agree!"

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3 thoughts on “The Gentleman Guardian Angel That Saved Two Stranded Nurses

  1. I don't know if he was a guardian angel, but I find it interesting that they were helped exactly when they needed it. Maybe it was Fred Astaire! Thank you for the story.

  2. I've been helped by a guardian angel too. His name was Michael and he found me walking by myself along a desert road in Nevada. I was 21, alone and desperate, and I did not know what else to do so I kept walking along that lonely road. I was no where near my family (in CA) and there was no way for me to reach anyone to ask for help. There was nothing but desolate empty desert. So I walked and I prayed aloud and then Michael was there. I did not even hear his car approach – he just pulled over on the side of the road before me. He put his window down, and simply stated: "You need help." Then he asked me to get in the car, which I did, relying on my faith to protect me. He smiled and I was overcome with inner peace. He said his name was Michael and that he was there to take me home. He did. He drove me all the way to Los Angeles, hundreds of miles away. As I thanked him for his help he said that he would always be there to protect me. I'm bipolar and have found myself in some harrowing circumstances when off my meds, but I have never panicked or worried that I'd be hurt. I just always knew that a higher power would shelter me, even when homeless. Even as my mind went haywire, I felt safe. Safe amongst the evil of this earth. And that's the way it has always been. I believe in angels because I met one, Michael.

    I try to pay it forward. I help those in need as something within me lets me know they need help. I never look down on those less fortunate, rather, I remember where I've been and choose to lessen their distress with what little I can give.

    Thank you, Michael.

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