On May 14, my wife, Viola, and I had a flat tire and pulled off Walton Way at Camellia Road beside Lake Aumond. We called our insurance company for roadside assistance and was told that help would be there in about 20 minutes.
Three minutes later, two young men stopped to see if they could help. We tried to inflate the tire but it had a gash in the sidewall. I thanked them and said our insurance company was sending help.
I continued to unload my trunk to retrieve my spare tire.
Three minutes later a young man and young lady arrived in a white van, and I assumed they were from our insurance service. The young man took over and loosened the front tire, used a rolling jack to raise the tire and installed the spare. He directed me to the nearest service station while the young lady placed the flat and wheel cover in my trunk. I thanked them and they left. I did not get the name that was on the front of their van nor their names – my mistake, because in about four minutes our insurance service man arrived.
The two young men who stopped to help and the couple in the white van who changed my tire were just normal, everyday angels who took the time to help an elderly couple in their time of need. If I ever get the opportunity to repay these acts of compassion, you can bet I will.
Thanks again to all of you.