Dear Editor,
Yesterday evening my 25-year-old daughter telephoned just before supper.
She said her tire had blown and she was stuck at the corner of Francis and Gilbert — could I come and help her?
I rushed over, and when I arrived I found a large food service truck parked in front of my daughter’s car and the young driver helping my daughter get the spare tire out.
They were searching for the lug-nut key when my daughter thanked him and said her father was now here to help her.
By the time I was parked, he had left. I would be the first to admit that I am not very mechanical, but we were able to get the car jacked up and the lug-nuts off, but for some reason the tire would not pull off. It seemed to be solidly stuck to the axel.
I was ready to call a tow truck, when a man and his wife just walking by stopped to ask us how we were doing. The man gave the tire a couple of kicks and then was able to pry the tire off by reaching below the car from inside where the tire was lodged.
“Sometimes they just stick,” he said.
We were then able to put on the spare tire and get on our way.
I am so grateful to the help we received from total strangers in our ordeal.
What a wonderful community we live in!
Mark Porter
Richmond
