Hats Off

In the Toronto Star, a letter written by a young woman:

A few years ago, when I first started driving, I went shopping only to come out and find that I left my car lights on and killed the battery. I did not have a cellphone so I could not call anyone for help.
I looked around the parking lot to see if anyone could help me. I found a man sitting in the passenger seat of a car. I figured that his wife was inside shopping and he was waiting in the car.
I asked him if he had booster cables and if he could help me boost my car battery. He told me that he did not have boosters, but would help me "pop" the battery (it was a standard transmission car).
He very carefully got out of his car, told me to get into my car. He told me what to do (he was going to push the car and I had to take my foot on and off the clutch real fast) once I knew the path was clear.
I did as I was told and the car started.
I decided to let the car run some before I went on my merry way and I wanted to thank this kind soul for helping a young woman who didn't know what to do. As I got out of my car, I noticed him walking back to his car.
To my absolute astonishment I realized that the man was blind!
He helped me start my car and I didn't even realize that he couldn't see. What a wonderful man he must have been to offer his help the way he did. I realized afterwards that there was nothing I could ever do that would compare to the kindness that this man had offered me, but I wanted to try....

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I'm speechless.

Remember this when we're old, okay?