At 3 p.m. one day on Ohio Street, near McClurg Court, I experienced the goodness of our fellow man three times.
My car was smoking under the hood so I told my 4-year-old granddaughter to sit tight as I opened the hood to let the steam escape.
Good Samaritan No. 1 stopped, looked at the engine and asked if I had just had the car serviced, as the radiator cap was off (I had.) He then said I’d need some water, and he offered the use of his car phone. I called my daughter, who I was to meet, and asked that she find a container to bring water when she came down. I looked for the missing radiator cap and was able to find it (a miracle).
Enter good Samaritan No. 2, who asked, “Are you having trouble starting the car?” I told him my problem. He said, “Please stop at a gas station before you drive home because you’ll need a gallon of water.” I then saw my daughter coming along with her boss and a bucket. Her boss had gone to the building maintenance to get the bucket (good Samaritan No. 3).
Just then a car pulled alongside with Samaritan No. 2, who had driven to a station, purchased a gallon of distilled water and returned, refusing to let me reimburse him. The purpose of this note is to tell you there are a whole lot of very good people amid the bad among us.
Thank you, Samaritans. Too often we hear of the dark side of life, but I experienced a very bright side in a bad situation.
