From Flat To A Samaritan Magnet
Wednesday - December 21, 2005
I got my first flat tire while putting my mail in the drop box at the downtown post office on Richards Street. Immediately Richard Higa came to my rescue, but was unable to find the lever for the jack. Then along came Andy and Stanton who found it and took my flat off, but found that my spare was also flat. Then came Paul Masuoka, who took my flat to Lex Brodie’s and got it filled, came back and put it on. My biggest mahalo and aloha to these four cool guys who wouldn’t take my money to buy something cold to drink on a hot afternoon. Your kindness will always be remembered.
You must be a Samaritin magnet! “I heard this noise and went outside to see what was happening,” says postal clerk Richard Higa. “This woman had a flat, but there was no handle to turn the jack so she called her husband. I had to go to the office to drop off the mail and when I came back there were two guys helping her.”
“I saw this commotion and pulled over,” says Paul Masuoka, distribution manager for Whirlpool Appliances. “After everything we did it turned out the spare was flat. I didn’t have the heart to tell her she was out of luck, so I took it to Lex Brodie’s. It was the right thing to do. I didn’t want to see anyone in distress.”
My 5-year-old grandchild and I were stranded on the H-1 east bound near the 6th Avenue off-ramp. While we hiked the off-ramp to get to a pay phone, a kind local man driving a red Jeep stopped to offer help. First he handed over his cell phone so I could call my wife, then he offered to drive me and my sobbing grandchild home. He would not take any monetary offer for his kindness, and in the excitement I failed to ask his name. I did learn that he was a game warden with the Department of Land and Natural Resources. I’d like to thank him via your column for his kindness.
They’ve been searching for a month! Unfortunately the Department of Land and Natural Resources has no record of a game warden that fits your description, nor does anyone there own a red Jeep. The best thanks you can give your mystery Samaritan is to pay the gesture forward.
I am so grateful to the person who found my purse, which I left in a shopping cart. I loaded all my stuff in the car and drove straight home to Makaha. I didn’t realize my purse was missing until I started unloading the car. I was in a total panic! I drove back to the market and they had my purse locked in a file drawer.
‘Tis the season for divine intervention! Your angels were looking out for you that day at the market, but just in case they’re on vacation next time, it’s advisable to make duplicates of all your cards and important papers.
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