Lost 2-Year-Old Rescued by Teen's Last-Minute Decision

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forest trailYou know that little voice you hear sometimes in the back of your head? The one that tells you in no uncertain terms to make a certain, sudden choice and you have no idea why, but when you listen, you're always glad you did? For example, it might insist you drive a different way to the grocery store than usual ... so you do, not really knowing why, only to find out later that you would've been part of a deadly five-car pile-up if you took your regular route.

I don't know what to call that voice, but I do know that I'm always sorry when I don't listen to it. Thank god 18-year-old Trevor Vetort of Michigan heeded his little voice this week -- in doing so, he likely saved a toddler's life.

Vetort was headed to class at Northeast Wisconsin Technical College when, for some reason, he decided to go for a last-minute run at J.W. Wells State Park (where, by the way, he's a part-time ranger currently on layoff).

He took off down a muddy, obscure trail rarely traveled by joggers or hikers, which makes the next thing that happened all the more incredible:

As Vetort ran alongside the trees separating the trail from the highway, he was shocked to see a 2-year-old boy sitting on the damp leaves and grass.

"I almost ran right up on him, then I heard him crying," says Vetort. "He wanted me to pick him up ... he was crying, 'Mommy.'"

Poor little guy! Apparently the toddler wandered almost a mile away from his home, where his mother and several other people were desperately searching the front yard for some sign of him. Police returned the boy to his mother after Vetort carried him over a mile to the park rangers' station. No one is sure yet how long he was lost in the woods, but the child was fully clothed and wearing his boots and a hat (his mother suspects he lost his coat in the forest somewhere; I believe it, knowing how much 2-year-olds love wearing coats).

I shudder to think what would have happened to that kid if Vetort hadn't gone for a jog on a whim! Definitely a story to remember the next time you're tempted to tell that little voice to be quiet.

Of course, Vetort never did make it to class that day. I assume his professor will understand.

Can you remember a time when you were glad you listened to that little voice?

 

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Susie19 Susie19

Two years ago my boyfriend, my sister and I drove to the beach which was about 45 minutes away and on our way we say a free kitten sign and I told my boyfriend that we should stop by on our way back home so we can get one for my mom since she loves cats and I had heard before that cats can be very healing.  We were at the beach for like 20 minutes because it was really cold so we headed back and we passed the free kitten sign, at first i thought, "oh, well next time," but i had this feeling that we should go back so we did and because of that we now have our pride and joy of the family our beautiful Calico kitty named Princess of coarse. :) And I'm happy to say that my mom is now a lot less stressed out and depressed, and she agrees that she thinks it's because of Princess.

dilly... dillyboysmom

^^^^Big diff between a kitty and a kid.  Not sure if you know that.  Nothing amazing about finding a cat at the beach when you can go to a shelter or a pet store or get a feral one off the street.  He found a missing child, not a kitty.  Though it is good to hear about your mom.

nonmember avatar Cynthia

Ah, dillyboysmom, that's a little rude! Sure there's a difference between a child and a pet, but the questions was, "Can you remember a time when you were glad you listened to that little voice?" Not asking if your little voice had ever saved a child's life! Furthermore, sometimes people who are depressed and receive a pet find that it changes them and prevents suicides, so who knows, that cat may have saved a life!

starl... starlight1968

To answer your question: "Can you remember a time when you were glad you listened to that little voice?


I would have to say YES (like the first woman did).  I had been sitting at a stop light and it turned green, I was to go but paused for a sec... up over the hill came a truck and went right through the red light aimed at him... sooo I would have been t-boned/severely hurt if I had not listened to that little voice...


Glad he did to (story).

Susie19 Susie19

^^^^^^^^QUESTION WAS: 


Can you remember a time when you were glad you listened to that little voice?


NOT what I thought about the story or if I've ever found a missing child because I listened to my gut feeling, and I didn't find my cat at the beach, read correctly before you comment, AND umm, NO I had no idea there was a difference between a cat and a kid, thanks for the clarification!  BTW I'm very glad I took that cat who most likely would have ended up on the street if  it wasn't for me taking her home.  Sounds like you need a kitty yourself so you can quit being so uptight.  K Bye! :)

mommix4 mommix4

Yes that little voice is called the Holy Spirit

Asilee Asilee

dillyboysmom, I sure feel  sorry for you. It was totally unnecessary.

Teresa Rose Dye

Listening is the point of this story. Kudos to each submitter. Listening to heard and unheard voices can really be a matter of life or death or just receiving a blessing. There are varying reasons/results for each. God bless you all. Keep listening. :-)

nonmember avatar Caylyn

that little voice is called, God.

Lesli... Lesliemom2mzjm

Yep, I remember when I listened to that little voice telling me to check my newborn AGAIN before I fell asleep.  He wasn't nursing well, but there were no specific things that made me suspicious he was sick.  I took his temp and it was around 99.7.  Just about a single degree of a fever.  Turns out he was in the very early early stages of menengitis.  Poor little guy was 8 days old and I guess was exposed to us at birth.  My hubs and kids had just gotten over a stomach virus and maybe WEREN'T completely over it.  BTW, I call that voice GOD!

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