Geezhound, you did a fine thing. It reminds me of something that happened to me back in 1994. I was driving down a rural highway about 45 miles from home when my car overheated. I checked the radiator and saw that it was terribly low on coolant. I walked up this long dirt road to an old farmhouse. A woman answered my knock and invited me inside. Her young children were standing around an old kitchen table with a very small cake with lit candles. One exclaimed that it was her birthday. There were no presents. I explained to the woman that I needed water and she had her young son retrieve two buckets and instructed him to take me to the creek near the highway-end of their dirt driveway and help me fill and carry the buckets to my vehicle. The little guy wasn't quite large enough to carry a 35-pound bucket of water so I carried both as he accompanied me to my car. After I filled up the radiator, I offered him a ride up the driveway, which he refused. I handed him a $20 and told him to give it to his mother. I drove off only to overheat again a few miles down the road. Seems I had a blown heater hose. A teenager stopped and offered me a ride. He drove me to a small town where I bought a heater hose and even returned me to my vehicle. I tried to offer him payment, but he refused. He just said that maybe he or someone else may need a ride someday and to just return the favor. Whenever I feel down about finances, I think about that poor woman and her kids, and realize just how good I really have it.