Hope you enjoyed that heartwarming story I shared, yesterday, about the postal worker who helped out a father down on his luck. If not, click or tap HERE and read it. Have a tissue ready. And I said I’d be sharing 3 stories on these last 3 days leading up to Christmas. Here’s the second story from the 1950’s. I call it…
Mechanic Repairs Much More Than An Engine
— In 1958, I was a first-year high school teacher in Beatty, Nevada. On Dec. 22, I headed home to Idaho in my 1951 Hudson to spend Christmas with my parents.
Just south of Fillmore, Utah, a radiator hose broke and the car started to overheat. I hitchhiked into Fillmore and got a ride to a Chevron station. I explained my plight to the owner, Dan Brinkerhoff, who sent a tow truck to bring in my car.
Dan discovered that the engine had become so hot it had warped the head, so he called a nearby wrecking yard and found the needed part. I boarded a Greyhound bus, bought the part and then caught a return bus to Fillmore.
By that time it was dark, and Dan had closed the station.
He immediately went to work on my car, laboring for several hours while I slept curled up in the backseat. Finally, he woke me and announced I was ready to go. When I went to settle up, he would not take a dime for anything he had done.
I got to spend the holidays with my parents, and I shall forever remember Dan for the wonderful thing he did for me. —Glen Gillette, Las Vegas, Nevada
Isn’t that a great story? When was the last time you got a zero dollars invoice for mechanic repairs? Yeah, it’s rare. And that’s why this kind of story is so heartwarming. Especially at this gift-giving time of year.
Be sure to be back here tomorrow for the third (of three) story. It’s about a soldier going home. And you don’t wanna miss it, so…
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