Bloglander

Cheers to the gentleman who helped me in one my life's "not so finest" moments. On Sunday, November 28, you and I were driving west bound on I-90. I was driving with a flat tire. Your determined honking and hand gestures coupled with my innate ability to read lips brought my unfortunate (and potentially dangerous) situation to light. Dressed in your work garb, you got down in the muck and road grime to change my tire. Might I add, you changed my tire in what I believe to be record time. Your assistance was truly a blessing. Thank you for being at the right place at the right time. P.S. Per your suggestion I got my brakes and routers checked. You were right.