50 Years of Paying it Forward
Well, in 1964, I was youthful and full of myself. I was out late at night tomcatting against my mother’s wishes. It was a blizzard, and I went off the road into a snow bank. I could’ve froze to death there, but one single individual came along.
He stopped to help me, and he pulled my car out with a chain. And when I asked him what I owed him, he said, “You just pass it on.” And that’s what I’ve been doing ever since.
From StoryCorps, here is a very sweet (and short) story about a man paying it forward for 50 years.
Photo: David Antis