Today while I was doing repairs 40 miles from my home base down near DE, I stopped for fuel while on my way home after working on a Big Block Chevy in an 85 GMC 7000. I was just looking around and spotted a woman, on the side of the road near a construction barricade, outside her car looking terrified. There she was on a busy street with construction going on…off to the side of the road with children in the car and a line of traffic blocking her in…just staring at her as they passed by. I watched for about 5 minutes or so while I fueled up and nobody was looking like they would or could help in any way. I mean they could have asked ? I did see her though and she was literally red faced and obviously on the verge of tears. So…I get into the line of traffic and then pull off behind her…which wasn’t so easy with the construction barriers and cones.
I hopped out and asked if she was OK…or if I could help. She looked at me slightly strange and a little apprehensive and said not unless you are a mechanic or a school bus driver. I said I resemble one of those remarks! Turns out she had her children as well as a girlfriends kids with her and needed to get the other children back to their home ASAP and it was a 25 mile ride one way. She left her phone in her house because she thought she would be “right back” and was in a rush… The kiddos were expected at a certain time of course…
Long story short… She needed help and wouldn’t you know it…she drove a 97’ Honda Accord ! Now of course my “Accord Kit” was at my garage as this was completely an unplanned event and my vehicle was loaded with crap from the jobs I was doing, so no help from the parts I know I already own. But at least I know the vehicle well. I quickly diagnosed a bad PGM/Fi relay as the culprit…or so it seemed anyway. There was a Honda dealer about 8 miles away so I said “I will get the part you need, wait in the car and I will be right back the dealer is 8 miles away”.
I bought a new relay from Honda and headed back…(How many times have we recommended this part to people on here? lol). I had trouble unplugging her original and cut my hand nicely on some stamped sheet steel under the dash and bled like it was my job. But finally I got her relay unplugged…and swapped it out. It started on the first try…and she began to cry. She had $14 dollars on her person and needed money for the kids and tolls. I told her it was her lucky day because the part was only $18 dollars or so (I lied) and that it was no big deal not to worry about it at all. When the car started the children all yelled and clapped…motorists beeped (finally trying to help maybe, I dunno) and she cried some more. She thanked me profusely and stated how imperative it was that she get those kids back where they were missed, she was almost frantic. I told her to breathe, relax and drive safely and not to rush…she would be A-OK. She made a call on my phone after all the excitement to the friends mother stating what happened and she was on the road on the way.
As she drove off I could see the kids waving and bouncing up and down through the rear window. Things were A-OK weren’t they? So I headed home…A “few” dollars or so in the hole but feeling ALL Right. I smiled for a few miles on the way home.
She texted my phone about an hour ago… Her message read. “” David I cannot express how grateful I am for your help today. I literally broke down in tears while telling my husband what had happened, how no one had stopped to help, until you took the time. Not many people if any would have done what you did nor would they buy a part and drive to retrieve it…and without the Money! May God Bless you David, you will forever be a shining example of kindness and a story to tell my children at night. I honestly believe that you are a living Angel “”
Awww Shucks Ma’am…
Life isn’t about money…at all…and this is truth.