On the Saturday before Christmas, my grandson was driving my wife and me to La Salle for a family Christmas party.
We took a wrong turn and when we realized we were going the wrong way, my grandson tried to turn the car around. But because he wasn’t used to driving on country roads, he backed the car into the snow-covered ditch.
We tried to get the car back on the road but could not. There we were, with no one around and no cellphone. It was starting to get dark when along came a young man who drove me to the La Salle gas station where the fellow at the garage arranged to have a friend pull us out with his truck.
I want to thank these three gentlemen for their kindness to an old fellow in a Santa’s hat. They wouldn’t take any payment just wished us a Merry Christmas. Your kindness was deeply appreciated.
— Rob Tait