[DanielDudley]

I help lots of people change tires, and I will also pull them out of snow banks and ditches.

I never think about if they are real men or women, but the last ''old'' guy I helped was probably younger than I am. He looked like he was about to have a heart attack though, so I was quite happy to step in. I ran out of gas a while back, and a guy drove me to the gas station and back, so I guess it all works out somehow.

I have triple A if I need towing. I always have gloves in my cars, and I will have a flat changed and I will be gone way before the AAA will show up.

My wife couldn't change a tire if her life depended on it. Maybe 10 years ago, she went out to get the mail, and broke her leg in the driveway during the morning commute. It was during the morning commute, it was winter, and it was an ice storm. Hundreds of cars drove by her, and she was right by the road, but they all drove by her for maybe 30 minutes until some rough looking men in a rusty old van pulled over and picked her up and carried her into the house. Now I don't know who the real men in this story would be, but I am reminded of another story about a certain Samaritan.
“Which of these three do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of robbers?”

“Go and do likewise.”