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What a GREAT story you’ve told, jaycee. Blessings showered down on you in so many ways.

Three years ago Lin and I were leaving Spokane to head back home to California. I began to feel a pull to the right and I was losing power.

I pulled over to the side of the freeway and our right front tire was flat. I had to move suitcases and boxes to access the jack and spare tire.

I was about half done with the project when a Washington State Dept of Transportation truck pulled in behind us. The guy finished the job for us plus he checked the tire pressure on the spare and added some air. I couldn’t thank him enough for what he had done.

Five hours later we purchased and new tire and had it mounted. The doughnut spare was re-mounted underneath and we were on our way home - again.

I never knew DOT provided that service on the freeways.

I mentioned on New Year's Eve that I would search for a newspaper clipping.

Finally found it (I've really got to organize my pictures).

Here's Mom, Don and me...

We both learned some things in our separate incidents. I was so astounded that this officer asked me to open the trunk and of course, I had to move some stuff out to get to that little spare. He did put on some cotton gloves and got down on one knee and went to work. The only thing he complained about was that awful piece of metal called a jack...LOL! It was one like I’d never seen before.

I’ve lived a long time in this world and I did not know a policeman would fix a flat tire for anyone. And what I thought was so nice, he had seen the whole thing and saw my hub cap fly loose and he parked and got it and brought it to where I was parked. He told me about it, I didn’t witness him at all until he drove up. I plan to get that letter to the editor written today or tomorrow. He wasn’t only helpful but such a sweet gentleman with a smile on his face. ((Needless to say, my son was glad the job was finished by the time he got there.))

You and I will always remember the nice things an officer did for us!