I’m an old-timer who got a flat tire on my Prius, loaded with model airplanes, at a spot on Twin Peaks Road just east of I-10 where there was a lot of traffic and no good place to get to the side. It’s about 8:30 a.m. and I had just unloaded everything to get to the jack and spare when out of nowhere came this young man and his lady. He stopped and wouldn’t even let me help change the tire. Nor would he take a dime. “Just paying it forward,” he said.
Don Thompson
