Thursday, June 5, 2008

Arizona

When My sister and I were in our early 20's ...I lived in California. She flew out and we did the road trip thingy back home to Colorado. I had a little blue Ford Lynx, and it had no air conditioning. Not having air conditioning is not much fun in that part of the country by the way.
Somewhere past Kingsman the car went ca put! We were at the side of the road (pre cell phone days), and didn't really know what to do. We waited and watched a tow truck drive by, but it didn't stop. Finally- after much frantic praying a truck thingy stoped. This very scraggy dude insisted on checking out our car. Insisted! Well, meanwhile back in the car, I managed to find a metal fingernail file for protection, you know, to fight off the roadside killer. We had also been talking about America's Most Wanted, and how we were a good episode waiting to happen, that was before this guy came by. "And the last time they were seen was five miles east of Kingsman Arizona" da, da, daaaaa!

Anyway, this guy insisted on waiting with us by the highway, because it was not safe for us to be out by ourselves. Funny, because we were thinking it might not be so safe to have him waiting with us beside the road, anyway, I don't know how, but he insisted on giving us a ride back toward Kingsman to a truck stop so we could call a tow truck. I sat by the door because I could run faster than Kay could. We were thinking at least. Kinda.
This guy was living in his truck thingy, kinda at loose ends, because he had lost his daughter in an accident. He was towing a vehicle and she was steering the pulled one, and somehow something happened and the little girl was killed. Horrible guilt kept him away from his home. He just walked away. We called a tow truck, and left a gospel track and $20 in his truck thingy, and he went away to who knows where. Sad man, but he could have been as bad as he looked.

So the tow truck... wow! That I will save for the next time. Yes, it's that interesting!

6 comments:

Kay said...

You forgot the part where we were sitting on the side of the road, we talked about how we should put the hood up so someone would stop, but we were afraid to put the hood up because someone might stop!

Kay said...

Also, I don't remember the story about the daughter. I think maybe I wasn't really listening very well. I was busy formulating plans of what to do if he did anything weird.

Momstheword said...

So glad that Mom and Dad didn't know anything about this until you called from the repair shop asking us to wire some money. And yes, I think we got ripped off by the repair shop, but what could we have done about it... Remember to not judge a book by its cover. Hard not to judge people by their looks sometimes tho. God was good.

Robin said...

What an experience... I had an interesting roadside tow truck experience when I was newly married. Too tired to share now, maybe later.

Glad you guys were safe and you never know what God began in his life because you were there and you left the track. Pray for him even now...

QOTW said...

God had a plan for that man, and it happened to be the two of you. Good job on leaving the tract and money. You were safe in God's hands.

Ruthie said...

Good story. Glad for the Lord's protection in the form of that poor man.

Smiles.