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> > One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but

> > even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled

> > up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His old Pontiac was still

> > sputtering when he approached her.Even with the smile on his face, she

> > was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he

> > going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry..

> > He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He

> > knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.He

> > said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where

> > it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.'Well, all she had was

> > a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled

> > under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles

> > a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get

> > dirty and his hands hurt.As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she

> > rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she

> > was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank

> > him enough for coming to her aid.Bryan just smiled as he closed her

> > trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been

> > all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could

> > have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being

> > paid. This was not a job to him.. This was helping someone in need, and

> > God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He

> > had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act

> > any other way.He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the

> > next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person

> > the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me.'He waited

> > until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and

> > depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing

> > into the twilight.A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe.

> > She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she

> > made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant.

> > Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her.

> > The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair.

> > She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day

> > couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months

> > pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude.

> > The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving

> > to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan .After the lady finished her

> > meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to

> > get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped

> > right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The

> > waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something

> > written on the napkin.There were tears in her eyes when she read what

> > the lady wrote 'You don't owe me anything. I have been there too.

> > Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want

> > to pay me back, here is what you do Do not let this chain of love end

> > with you.' Under the napkin were four more $100 bills. Well, there

> > were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the

> > waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from

> > work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the

> > lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her

> > husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be

> > hard....She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping

> > next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low,

> > 'Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'There

> > is an old saying 'What goes around comes around.' Today I sent you this

> > story, and I'm asking you to pass it on. Let this light shine.Don't

> > delete it, don't return it. Simply, pass this on to a friendGood friends

> > are like stars....You don't always see them, but you know they are

> > always there.

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> > ~GOD BLESS!~





<< this was cute...i just thought i shuld post it after my last entry was rlly short....!