A Random Act of Kindness
There is a reason they call it random.
These acts come from the
Most unexpected places.
Mine came the day the
Corporation left me high and dry.
Left my 45 minutes from a
Replacement rental with
No hint of help.
They left me on the side of the road,
Trucks roaring by
Dust flying in my face.
Then he arrived
With his tow truck,
His grandson and his dog.
He was towing the car to a garage.
With the car on the hook,
He looked at me with kindness
And asked, “How you gonna’ get
To Green Bay?”
I looked him in the eye and said,
“To be honest, I have no idea.”
He wiped his hands on his
Filthy jeans, smiled at his grandson
And said, “Ah, shoot. Hop in.
I’ll drive you down to Green Bay.
Can’t leave you standing here.”
So, I squeezed into his wrecker.
We dropped the car at a local garage and
Then stopped at his junkyard
So we could swap the wrecker
For a sedan. “Better mileage.”
50 minutes later
This kind hearted tow truck driver,
Along with his grandson and his dog
Dropped me at the rental location.
With deep thanks I shook his hand,
Said goodbye to his grandson,
Gave a pat to the dog
And dropped some cash onto his
Shotgun seat.
Random acts of kindness.
They come from the most
Unexpected places.
With deep thanks to Tom Soukup
Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin
Roy W. Backes
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