One evening around 9, an angel by the name of Dave saw me (a 78-year-old widow) driving on I 24 with a flat tire. He and his son followed me, and when I stopped by the side of the road because I could go no further, he changed the tire right there with no questions asked.
There was a lot of traffic, and he directed me to stand out of the way while he was in danger from the speeding traffic. The tire was on the traffic side of the car. In addition to repairing my tire, he followed me most of the way home to make sure the tire held firm.
Thank you, Dave. The world is a better place because you are in it.
KARIN CLUMPNER