here's my stories...
I just moved to missouri about 4 months ago, and my hubby is still in CA finishing up our business. about a month after I get here the company I'm working for is bought out and the new company has a 75 day net on invoices (the original business had a 15 day net). so I'm going to be 60 days without a paycheck ... OUCH. about 2 weeks after that I come home to a gas leak. so I shut off the propane at the tank, but now I'm without hot water or cooking fuel. the nearest repair guy I can find (it's rural out here) is $300 house call... plus parts and maybe labor if something needs replacing. since I've got NO money and none coming for a month and a half, that option is out, so I resolve myself to cold showers and using the grill. one of my neighbors stops by to chat about a week later and I ask who he recomends to fix the gas leak locally - he suggests my neighbor on the other side - who's just a guy who knows how to fix stuff - and then sends him over the next day. this good man fixes the leak, relights all my pilot lights, and refuses to take any money for it.
and then a week later he brushhogs my fenceline because he knows it needs doing and I don't have any money to spend on it.
all I can say is he's got a lifetime supply of eggs - as long as he needs them!
here's my pay it forward...
I was in a drugstore near Camp Pendelton, there was an unusually long line at the checkout. about 4 or 5 people in front of me was a young marine, middle or late 20s, buying milk, chips, hotdogs, soda and diapers. he went to write a check and they wouldn't take it - it's an out of state bank account. he said, "I've just been deployed here, I don't have a local account yet. don't you take out of area checks for the marines at the base here?" the clerk said no. and that the manager was on break and she wasn't budging. everyone in line was just staring at their shoes and at the ceiling. I said "write me a check, I've got cash" because I knew he wouldn't let me just pay for it outright. so he wrote me a check and I paid his grocery bill. that was a year and a half ago and somehow that check of his is still in my wallet. I just can't seem to remember to take it to the bank.
these guys (and gals) give enough, they don't need to be inconvenienced like that too.
whenever we're somewhere for dinner and there are military folks there, we try to pick up their bill before they get to it.