I was 19 and driving alone from Oregon to Wisconsin for Christmas. I had already sent my daughter home on a plane, but wanted to have my car. When I got to the Rockies, there was a huge snowstorm. Only cars with snow chains were being allowed through and they were about to close down the roads completely.
I had no money other than what I needed for gas. I told the police my situation. They tried several local charities hoping to get money for a room or chains for my car. After many failures, the Salvation Army bought chains for me and I was able to continue my drive home.
I have been blessed in my life. I don't remember the town, so I've never been able to repay them. Once I was financially able to, my local Salvation Army received(s) a goodly check every year from "Santa" as a thank you for helping that young girl in need.
An there is more to the story. . .
I was less than 150 miles from home when I ran out of gas and gas money on the interstate. An 18-wheeler stopped to help, toted me to a gas station and back to my car - while extolling the folly of accepting a ride from strange men - then paid to fill my car with gas! To my effusive 'thank you's' he just smiled and said he hoped someone would be there to help his daughter some day.
Love, Linn B (aka Smart Red) Gardening zone 5a - 4b in south-est, central-est Wisconsin
I had no money other than what I needed for gas. I told the police my situation. They tried several local charities hoping to get money for a room or chains for my car. After many failures, the Salvation Army bought chains for me and I was able to continue my drive home.
I have been blessed in my life. I don't remember the town, so I've never been able to repay them. Once I was financially able to, my local Salvation Army received(s) a goodly check every year from "Santa" as a thank you for helping that young girl in need.
An there is more to the story. . .
I was less than 150 miles from home when I ran out of gas and gas money on the interstate. An 18-wheeler stopped to help, toted me to a gas station and back to my car - while extolling the folly of accepting a ride from strange men - then paid to fill my car with gas! To my effusive 'thank you's' he just smiled and said he hoped someone would be there to help his daughter some day.
Love, Linn B (aka Smart Red) Gardening zone 5a - 4b in south-est, central-est Wisconsin
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