This is what he sent us:
“My story is as follows:
I was driving up in Hanover, going to play flag football..and of course, being the bad navigator I am, got lost. I was turning around in a residential neighborhood and, when my tire rubbed up against the curb a little too hard, I heard a “ttsssss”…I instantly knew what had happened…so here I was, at a back street intersection, doors open, dumbfounded look on my face, and worry in my veins. I had the basic idea of how to change the tire, but needed another set of hands to help.. People passed, glancing over in my direction, only to see if other cars were coming down the street, then they’d go on their way… Until the people from the house adjacent from where I was stuck left their house, driving a Subaru also, and pulled up and asked if I needed any help.. I happily responded, “yeah!.. I need some more hands!”..So the man replied, “hold on one sec.” So him and his wife turned back around (without hitting a curb) and pulled back into their driveway.. He jogged across the street, and we successfully got my spare tire on. After shaking his hand and repeatedly saying “thank you! thank you!” he went back to his house, and I waited for madre and my brother to come. If I had money, I would have given it to him, but I don’t think he minded. I feel that he got the satisfaction of helping someone in need, and also helping a fellow Subaru owner, and I thank him for that…
<3”
On a much lighter note than the recent posts, Jared thank you for sharing your story :) we’re both glad that you got the help you needed to get home!
