Daughter # 2 (Kathy) was heading home from work a year ago about this time of day when it happened. She noticed the car in front of her begin to fish-tale. Then quoting now, “chunks of rubber began flying off.” Kathy didn’t know who was behind the wheel, but instinctively pulled over to see if she could help.
Out stepped a young Korean woman, her hands were shaking. Her name was Ling.
“What just happened?” Ling asked Kathy
“Your back tire blew” she said.
“Do you have someone you can call?” Kathy asked.
Ling pulled out her phone, but because they were in a low spot, she didn’t have a signal.
Ling was a music major, heading for a recital in Dubuque. Kathy offered to stay with her until they could figure out what to do. Kathy called a local towing company she knew. They ended up taking car back to the shop to address the tire situation. (Don’t tell anyone I told you this) but Kathy offered to pick up the tab on the tow. When the tow truck driver realized she was doing this, he knocked 50% off the total and told her, if she brought him in a plate of home made cookies he would call it even.
After the spare was put on the car, and a couple of the other tires rotated, Ling was back on the road. Kathy and Ling kept in touch periodically throughout last year.
Last week, Ling’s parents were stateside for graduation. They wanted to meet “the angel” who had helped their daughter the year before, and go out for lunch.
As a parent of three daughters myself, I can very easily put myself in their shoes.
Kindness is alive and well in Iowa.