Thanks and hugs
Last Thursday, Dec. 29, I somehow ended up in the ditch close to the Winthrop Rhythm and Blues Festival site. The roads were icy and even though I drive like an old lady, I somehow spun out and landed at a 45-degree angle, backwards in the berm. I was trapped in the car, but almost immediately, a very kind couple in a blue car who were on their way to cross country ski appeared at the uphill window asking if I was okay. They offered to wait with me until help arrived. I think her name was Kathy.
Then some folks in a black four-wheel drive pick-up stopped and tried to pull me out of the snow with a climbing rope and carabiners. About that time a border patrol agent pulled up and turned on his emergency lights and got out a tow strap. Then the young man with the red beard and the trapper hat with ear flaps from Steve’s Septic pulled over and offered to try to tow me out with his bigger, heavier truck. Everyone had a shovel and the snow was flying in all directions. Meanwhile the skier folks went to either end of the scene to slow traffic and keep us all safe during the extraction attempts. All of their efforts led to success and I was back on the road maybe 25-30 minutes later and able to drive away undamaged.
I didn’t get to really thank any of these folks. If you know them please give them a hug for me and my thanks for not only helping me with that incident but even more so for the reminder that this messed up world has a lot of good-hearted and caring people. I think if we all help in the ways that we can, “everything is gonna be all right.” Please pass it on.
Maya Watershine Woods