I was the lady in the car zipping down Dyer Road in Santa Ana when a frail old lady in a wheelchair, too weak to wheel herself across the street, was trying to get to the opposite side. As we all hurriedly rushed by her, wondering why she was there in the first place, you were the one to not think twice and immediately pull over to help. By the time I did a U-turn, thinking I should help the poor old lady, you were already there, pushing her up onto the curb and asking her if she was okay. As I drove away with tears in my eyes, I yelled thank you twice, but the sound of traffic drowned out my gratitude. Alas, you did not hear me.
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