My wife and I were driving home from a party around 2 a.m. when our car broke down on a dark, remote road. This was before cell phones, so we had no way to call for help. We waited in the cold, unsure what to do. About an hour later, a college student stopped and offered us a ride into town. We tried to give him money, but he waved it off and simply said, “Happy to help.” At the time, he was just a kind stranger driving home after a late night at the library.
Years passed. Then one evening, my wife called me in tears and told me to turn on the news. A national headline announced that a man had just received an international humanitarian award. When I saw the photo, I froze. It was him—the same warm smile from that night on the roadside.....
