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We two had never met,
but somehow he learned
of our plight of auto disrepair,
to which he responded in a most kind
and gracious fashion, in a manner one
seldom experiences in the whole of life.

The fact that I was getting someone of
trustworthiness and recommended by an
acquaintance of note, was pleasing enough,
but it would take a turn and develop into
something of such magnanimous proportion,                                                                                                           
so genuine and far beyond my expectations.

We met in my driveway where our SUV stood                                                                                                          
silently, and though it looked very impressive                                                                                                                
and capable of many more trouble-free miles,                                                                                                       
the fact became conclusive that the transmission                                                                                                          
was shot, having refused to transmit us another mile.

Oh, did I mention that this SUV was still beautiful and in                           top-notch condition when my wife's friend gifted it to her                        some 8 years prior?  Prior to such gifting, we had never          
experienced such human kindness. Now it was broken                           down, but a new chapter on giving was about to be written.

Not to worry, because the next chapter began with 7 powerful words                                                              
from the lips of the mechanic and my newly-found friend, changing the
trajectory of both our mobility future and also that of the SUV. Before we 
ever shook hands or before he diagnosed the vehicle, he said 7 words to me,
"God told me not to charge you". I was grateful and speechless. OMG; Wow!

He labored with dedication in his attempt to save that transmission, but
was unable to repair it, where upon he was able to locate an affordable                                                        
replacement whose purchasing price fell right in line with the amount
that a most gracious lady had already donated for whatever was needed.
With the donated funds and the donated labor, we were 'on the road again'.

081121PSCtest, NA in 'Kindness Poetry Contest', Judged 82121.
This contest, August 2021 NA's, Constance La France
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