Yesterday, on the way to work, I saw a big bearded man standing next to his pickup in the distance. As I passed by him at 60 miles per hour he held up his jumper cables. The positive in one hand; the negative in the other.

My first thought: I'm late already. My second: Screw it, work can wait.

Up the road there was a roundabout. I went around it and headed back to the short version of Paul Bunyan waiting for a jump.

I pull up next him, pop my hood, and he's already reaching for the lever to disengage it. I get out and as he's hooking up the cables he says,

"Thanks man. There aren't many people that would stop to give a big bearded guy like me a jump."

I looked in the back seat of his pickup and saw two little kids eating gas station snacks.

A minute later his truck was running.

As I unhooked the cables from the battery of my mail jeep, and he from his he says loud enough for me to hear over the hum of the engines:

"Thank you, and God bless you."

I was only 10 minutes late for work. No one cared. They were happy to see me

Off to the mail trail in a few. Hope you have a great day!

Fire 160

3.12.25