Summary: (I heard the story told by my father, the late Rev. Roosevelt Leon Walker, Jr. However, you can blame me for the message. )
The little life saving station
By the seashore of a small fishing village there once sat a small life saving station that one of the villagers decided to build after numerous lives were lost to the sea. Because of the rough currents and the jagged hidden rocks in the opening of the port, numerous ships were damaged or wrecked just off the coast. Often the scared travelers would jump into the cold dark water attempting to swim for their lives as their damaged ships slowly sunk beneath the raging waters.
As years passed, the little lifesaving station expertly performed the job it was destined to do. Every time a ship wrecked on sea, someone from the life saving station would quickly board the lifesaving boat and row out to the rescue. Over the years, many lives were saved because of this one lone station and the valuable services they supplied. Soon, the grateful decided to show how much they appreciated the efforts of those that manned the lifesaving station.
Many survivors returned with needed material and rebuilt the little rugged station into an amazing structure. To make the station easier for the ships to see as they drifted closer to the coast, someone constructed a humongous lighthouse to cast light out into the dark of the night. Someone else raised funds to buy many better life saving boats and built showers outside the buildings for those that were dirty from their dip in the sea. A place they could shower and clean up before coming inside the brand new building. Lastly, the call went out for more volunteers to man the life saving station and many people came and gave their time.
Because the small village started to grow, more ships continued to venture to the shore. Bigger ships came to trade and sell their goods. However, because of the increased traffic, more ships become damaged by the waves and rocks hidden in the port. The people of the fishing village decided to build more lifesaving stations to rescue the larger number of stranded travelers. Soon, the coast became littered with small lifesaving stations. To pass the time when no ships wrecked, the lifesaving stations started competing against each other to see which one were the best. They held rowing and swimming competitions when the sea was calm and still. They held membership drives to see which lifesaving station could get the most volunteers. Before long, a lot of activities developed around the life saving stations.
In time, the now large fishing community raised enough money to remove some of the hazards in the harbor. As expected, the number of shipwrecks decreased as the result of the much need work. Because of the lack of shipwrecks, most of the lifesaving stations decided to become beachfront social clubs. With a safe port and plenty of places to party, the community continued to grow. Almost immediately, the people forgot about life saving and instead turned to parting all night. In time, they stopped turning on the light at the lighthouse because the harbor was now safe. Four years later, they closed the last lifesaving station and forgot about rescuing the lost from the sea.