Something strange happened. Well, perhaps "strange" isn't the proper word, but it was quite unexpected.
John and Mya had decided to get their hair cut, so we made a family trip to the local salon. As we finished, I began to pay the hairdresser as John stepped outside to brush the hair trimmings from his body. (There are a lot of trimmings when a simple trim consists of cutting three inches off of back length hair, yet it is nearly impossible to see how much hair has gone.)
John returned almost instantly and asked for my car key, as I had driven us. I handed it to him and I saw, through the window, John disappear to the left, then back towards the right holding my jumper cables. Now, if you know how to jump a car, you must connect the dead one to a live one, and the cables were not long enough to cover the distance from my car to wherever John was heading.
I finished the transaction, gathered the girls and walked out into a group of three or four men. They were crowded around two cars: a newer looking pickup truck and an old Cadillac. It was obvious they were trying to jump the Cadillac. I stepped back and watched.
It was a little funny how much effort they put into trying to start the Cadillac, although they seemed new to the process. As I had to instruct them to rev the engine of the pickup, to increase the rpms, and not to touch the- *SHOCK*- cables. I assumed the car belonged to one of the men.
We were unable to start the car, after coming to the grim realization, that it was not the battery. I apologized for not being able to try to assist any further, and wished luck to the man in the Cadillac. He thanked me, but said it was not him who needed luck, but the owner of the car.
All of these men, four in total, were gathered around, trying to start this car. Not one of them owned the car. They did not know each other prior to trying to start this car. The car, they said, belonged to an older woman, who was unseen. Probably hiding in a shop, because it was getting cold, and windy.
We headed home. I'm not sure if they were able to start the car. But, I was shocked and impressed to see these strangers come together to help another person.
I'm happy to report, there are still good samaritans, and I hope Karma rewarded those men for the trouble they went through, for seemingly nothing.
