101-year-old Frank sat at his dinner table, staring blankly at the cake he’d bought from his neighborhood bakery. Even though there was no one beside him to greet him on his special day, when he awoke that morning, he was optimistic that he would celebrate his birthday cheerfully and without complaint.

However, a few minutes after getting ready, Frank was overcome by a sense of loneliness. He sighed sadly as he glanced about his house, worrying this could be his last birthday and he wouldn’t be around for the next one. Sadly, all his friends had left for their heavenly homes, and his neighbors were too busy with their own lives to celebrate with him.

Frank eventually got up from the table and went to his kitchen cabinet to get a set of candles, thinking he’d blow them out and cut the cake alone. But then his gaze was drawn to his phone, and an idea struck him.

“Should I?” he asked himself, unsure of his idea. In the end, he decided to go for it and dialed 911.

“I really wanted to celebrate my birthday, and I ended up calling the police. Would you stay for the cake cutting?”
“911. What’s your emergency?” the dispatcher asked.

Frank hesitated. “Ugh, well, my name is Frank Williams, and I’m 101 years old….”

“Alright, sir. How can we help you?” the male voice asked further.

“I – I am alone today, and I don’t want to be alone right now, you see.”

“Are you in any danger, sir? We have your location, and we can dispatch a unit right away. Can you tell us more about the nature of your problem?”

“It’s my birthday,” Frank said finally, “and I’d like to celebrate it with someone. I realize it’s not a genuine emergency, but I couldn’t think of anyone else to call. I beg you. Please help me!”

The phone suddenly went silent, and Frank heard faint whispers.

“Okay, sir, I am connecting you to one of our responders. The unit is on its way. Please stay calm,” the man said when he returned to the call. Then a female voice appeared on the other end of the line.

“Don’t be concerned, sir. This is Officer Woods. We got your address, and my colleague and I will be there right now,” the woman told Frank.

“The thing is…” Frank was about to say something, but the phone went silent as his battery died and the call was disconnected. Fearing the worst, the officers decided to proceed to the address as soon as possible. They realized they had no time to lose.

Meanwhile, Frank waited and wondered if the officers would come and if they would really stay with him for his birthday. Being alone on his 101st birthday could pass off as a danger for him as he feared he wouldn’t be alive for long, but would the officers take it likewise?

A couple of minutes later, Frank’s doorbell finally rang. He trudged to the door, leaning on his cane for support, and saw two officers waiting on his porch.

“My name is Reese Woods, and this is my partner, Officer Simon Caldwell,” the woman replied as she displayed her badge. “We got a call a while ago. Are you all right?”

Frank nodded. “You see, I really wanted to celebrate my birthday, and I ended up calling the police. My daughter was once in the police force, too, and she lost her life while saving someone’s child. I know this line of service comes with its flaws, but my daughter used to tell me the police always protect and serve the citizens. I’m hoping you’ll stay for my cake cutting….”

As Frank said that, Simon scowled. “I told you this was a bad idea, Reese! Do we really have to stay for this thing? We’ve got better things to do!”

But Reese didn’t listen to Simon. “Sure, sir. I would love to. And yes, you were right to call us. We protect and serve our citizens, which definitely includes celebrating a senior citizen’s birthday. May we come in?”

“Oh, please, please do,” Frank said, smiling through tears.

Frank took the officers through the living room to the dining table, where he finally blew out the candles on his cake and sliced it while the two officers sang the happy birthday song.

With tears in his eyes, Frank thanked them and served them generous slices of cake. Then he requested them to spend a little more time with him as he proceeded to the kitchen to make them some tea.

“There’s no need for all of this! We’re running late!” Simon grumbled, trying to hide the anger in his voice, and Reese glared at him.

“That’s outright mean, Simon,” she whispered. “He’s a lonely old man. It is our duty to care for the older folks and women and every citizen for that matter, so stop being mean!”

At this point, Simon had no choice, and he agreed to stay with Reese.
As Frank brought the officers tea and cookies, he began sharing his story, which Simon wasn’t interested in listening to. However, he didn’t have a choice now.

“My wife and I only had one daughter,” Frank said. “She was our world, and she was a beautiful officer just like you,” he said, looking at Reese. “But the Lord had other plans.