Hi, Jerry and friends. Have some pear-apple cobbler, still bubbling.

Twice this week I've found myself stranded on a back road with no telephone and a useless car. Both times I fully expected I'd have to walk twenty miles to get home. And both times an unexpected ride materialized in the person of a kind stranger who was just passing through.

The first was a young man from the fire station near where I stopped who had just achieved his dream of completing his EMT training. He and his boy drove miles out of their way to deliver me safely home, and refused to accept any money for gas. The second was just this morning, when a rough pothole on the side of the road ruined not only the tire but the rim as well. I walked to the nearest house and found a woman just about to leave for her Bible study class. Not only did she let me try to telephone my husband, she drove me 15 miles in the opposite direction from where she needed to go, just to get me safely home.

Both angels-in-waiting refused any sort of compensation; only asking me to do a kindness for someone else in return. I am grateful, and will comply with pleasure.

Try some black cherry icecream with that cobbler. Thanks for the visit.

maeve