It was about 8:00, already dark, and we were a few miles outside the small town near my parents-in-law's home. As we approached a crossroad in the middle of nowhere there was a man seeking a ride. We pulled over, found that he just needed to go a few miles to meet his brother. Soon we had one more passenger with us, went the few miles, and deposited him. That night, that Christmas Eve, we didn't hesitate to pick up a neighbor.
We look back on that night and shiver in disbelief, both my husband and myself. Would we do that today? No way. Would we recommend that anyone pick up a stranger these days. No way. If my kids are reading this, don't you EVER pick up anyone! But that was 30 years ago and it was a different world.
Still. There could have been a very different outcome to that evening. Don't like to think of that. There really is no moral to the story. It just came to me. It's more a lesson in what not to do although at the time it felt good to help someone out.
If you haven't visited Coach Dayne's blog, Coach Your Mind, go over and spend some time there. It does the mind good and we need that. I'm passing along an award I got from Boutique Stitches to you, Dayne. Grab it off my sidebar. Thanks for the good stuff.