My wife called me crying and told me to turn on the television. There stood the young man who had rescued us 35 years earlier, when our car died on a deserted highway after 2 a.m. He had refused my $1,000 and disappeared into the night. Now, as I listened to him explain why he devoted his life to helping strangers, I understood why he had never taken the money.
More than thirty-five years ago, my wife, Margaret, and I were driving home shortly after 2:15 a.m. when our car suddenly sputtered, shook, and stopped in the middle of a …
My wife called me crying and told me to turn on the television. There stood the young man who had rescued us 35 years earlier, when our car died on a deserted highway after 2 a.m. He had refused my $1,000 and disappeared into the night. Now, as I listened to him explain why he devoted his life to helping strangers, I understood why he had never taken the money. Read More